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The moment the blood hits his tongue he groans, eyes fluttering shut as he sinks his teeth further. Vessel is certain this is the best he has ever had. He tastes like nothing he has ever encountered in his hundred-something years of hunting. Like berries and wine. Sugar and incense, flickering candlelight.
This man isn't a victim, he's a challenge.Or
Sleep made Vessel a vampire. Then II comes along, and Vessel has no clue what to do with him.
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14 Jun 2026
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Ivy’s not looking for a pack. He’s not even looking for permanence. He just needs another gig to pay the bills until his own band takes off, and playing guitar for an anonymous band on the rise sounds easy enough.
Until he meets II.
The little Omega is already claimed, twice over. Entirely off-limits. Untouchable. Marked by a Dominant Alpha with wolfish teeth and magnetic charm, and another with an imposing frame and an unsettling, unshakable calm.
Ivy doesn't submit. Not to anyone else, and not even to instinct; but something inside of him buckles the moment that II's visage fills his gaze and blinds him.
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Or, IV imprints on an already bonded Omega, II. Either he keeps it strictly professional, or he learns how to submit so that he can find a place within an established pack that doesn’t quite need him… but might just want him anyway.
Established Vessel/III/II, with eventual Vessel/III/IV/II.
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21 Apr 2026
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You wake in a world of dead gods, with no name and no past, only four masked men. You are pulled into a family not bound by blood, but by devotion. They are vessels of Sleep and they see something in you that keeps you alive. As you are kept within their crumbling world of rituals and whispers, their strange affection begins to warp you. What starts as fear turns into obsession, each of them pulling at something different inside you. The lines between love, worship, and possession blur. Their hands become your home, their violence your doctrine. And as each bond frays the edges of your mind, you start to forget you were ever anything but theirs.
Sleep Token x fem!Reader
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- Part 1 of The God Of The Gaps
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21 Apr 2026
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“Someone got too enthusiastic, huh?” III teases, pushing down a twinge at the evidence that Vessel is a taken man. It figures. He’s too good looking and sweet not to be.
“My boyfriend likes to, y’know.” Vessel gestures at the marks adorning his throat. There really are a lot of them, and the longer III looks, the less he sees humor in the situation.
“Mark his territory?”
“You make him sound like a dog pissing on a tree.”
“More like a dog gnawing on a bone,” III jokes, but his heart isn’t in it. “You have to admit that this is pretty intense."
“He’s just being an alpha about it."
III wants his concern to be rooted in misplaced jealousy, but that sounds like it was taken from his mum’s old playbook.
When Sleep leads III to Vessel, he can't help but wish for more than a platonic pack bond. Unfortunately, Vessel already has an alpha. An insecure, jealous, rude little alpha, that clearly has no idea how to act or treat his packmates.
III never used to believe in the competitive posturing his fellow alphas put on, but maybe what II needs is for a real alpha to show him how it's done.
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- Part 2 of Receive Verse (A/B/O AU)
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17 Feb 2026
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Working retail at a sex toy boutique wasn’t exactly IV’s dream job, but it had its perks. Namely, III. Charming, feline, and always too close for comfort. The only problem? They were roommates, which as the historians know, is basically a guarantee that nothing can ever happen between them.
Then they walked in.
Vessel and II. The couple came by more often than anyone needed new lube. Each visit brought more teasing, more smirks, and far too many pointed questions like “Could you maybe demonstrate this one for us?”
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IV and III get absolutely railed by dommy mommy Vessel and II (O_O)Bookmarked by FreshlyLaundered
05 Nov 2025