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A little about my oc!!
I'm madly in love with the band Sleep Token, so I kept it for my character.
If she's interested, I'll write something else about her. Headcanons or features of appearance/quirks.
Vessel x reader (touch me)
His dark lips gently moved over my face not like a kiss but the way a cat will rub against your legs. He was feeling you in such an intimate way. Nothing of lust or greed or out of gain in his game. Your body rest across his right arm bend having your head in his forearm his Palm felt your hair and held your bare neck not in a grip but in a way to keep you still. Other hand was moving along your body over your shoulder to your hip. He was like an archeologist. As if he has discovered an ancient item but an item of gold. He worshipped his goddess sleep with nothing but loyalty with an undying love. But as you laid before him. He felt a connection a need. Nothing to gain or lose. He understood his goddess and even tho he could never hold her or see her he valued the women she brought to him. He was loyal but wanted more and to have you here made him so hypnotized,lost, lured into a dangerous dangerous trap. He refused to speak. The way you laid so relax so trusting so beautifully made a faint very very faint smile rest on his lips. From the color of your eyes down to the color of your hair to the length it was if the goddess herself had laid in his arms. He held no power no goal nothing. Just you letting him touch you letting his dark lips hands and body touch you felt like a sin you giving an aura of white then him head to toe in blackness. He could only marvel at you. He desperately wanted to sink into you. A need he never knew until now as everything around him was blurry your face was all his focus. He felt ashamed to even look to your body in amazement. If you were a statue he put you on the same alter as his beloved goddess ask the goddess to use you as a vessel for his own selfish desires. He knew his thoughts were selfish. He knew his mind was pledged with very unclean and dangerous thoughts. A possession comes over him as he leans closer lips kissing your cheek following down to your shoulder. Your soft skin against his lips made him so so greedy. He wanted to kill for you or die for you. He wanted to speak but his tongue was so trapped by you and you laid here silent in his arms not even speaking or looking at him managing to leave him speechless a man with so much to say and sing about left wordless to your presents. He wanted to beg to you. He held you in the flesh and bone and yet he needed to know you were real that you were alive. He brought his hand up speaking lowly “ open your eyes” when you listened he next to wanted to tell you to close them again his chest tightened and he felt overwhelmed by you. You know looking up at him made his mind blank his face under the mask complete in awe of you. Knowing you allowed a man who is far from what you need hold you made him just so possessive but angry you so much better,so so beautiful, so prefect. It made him angry to know you aren’t kept locked away like how people put gold in safes how countries hide their relicts in big building keeping guard to protect what is so precious. How he wished to keep you like this forever. His eyes meet yours. Hid with no color but wanting to absorb your color eyes. He lean closer inches from your face. You could hear him breathe you could read his eyes completely understand him, gently you touch his mask moving to connect lips with him the motion alone almost made him fall. But he returned the kiss., kissing you like as soon as he let go death herself was going to grab him by the robe dragging him away to a darker realm. His hand held the back of your neck possessively as his other cup your cheek. He held his breath just wanted you to never pull back but you do with a gasp and a smile that brought him almost to tears. He never tell a soul if he could keep you. He write in the holy text of your control of your beautiful soul. How he wished you to know his goddess and how he wished his goddess was you.
sleep token lore in a nutshell
the urge to make ocs of a god and their special little mortal (soldier? priest? jester?) so i can put them in situations (healthy relationship) (ritual sacrifice)
vessel my lil meow meow
lil blep too
Doodle requests are open btw <3
-open to slight nsfw
-multiple ships
-silly content
-just no vore /gore /hardcore stuff like smegs... (i am soft baby cant draw pp and kiffie)
-still lerning fursonas.. So idk if i can draw those yet.. Cat girls or boys and dog boys or girls are okay tho..
Last few doodles before i go to bed lmao
Enjoy~
Bro i only listened to bloodsport now and i bawled my eyes out and my heart got crushed to pieces when i heard vessel cry 😭😭😭
IM BACK BABY. And i have been super obsessed with sleep token so heres a vessel doodle while i try to regain my art brain from the clutter
Pleass tell me i wasn't the only one who saw this and thought "eminem"
Im gonna pull a keria and ace my second sem with the power of sleep token
Please i need a fic about vessel and reader both having VERY obvious oral fixations.
A LOT of kissing cuz they couldn't keep their mouths from eachother
Maybe both super touch starved (projecting so hard rn)
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASEPLEASEPLE-
I am having insane urges to also write a little for sleep token so let me throw this at you Thankyou
Vessel x GN reader
(Cut for length)
Vessel who falls so hard for you. Who can’t physically keep himself from thinking about you, or talking about you, or finding excuses to be around you…
He spends hours talking about you to the other vessels, they each are well aware of his deep feelings for you, and honestly they’re shocked you haven’t picked up on it yet. Vessel knows he isn’t exactly secretive about it, but there’s a part of him that just wants you to know. He wants you to know how much he likes you and how badly he needs you and how he constantly fights the urge to reach out for you every single time you two are in the same room.
But despite all that, he is terrified. Terrified of you not returning his feelings. Terrified that if you were to find out how he felt it would scare you off. Terrified that it would just be too much for you and you’d leave, you’d leave him and he would be entirely to blame for it. He can’t take that risk he just can’t.
So instead he writes about you. He writes song after song after song about you. He dreams up everything he wants to do with you… do to you… and he uses that as his inspiration to write. Even if he never uses them, and just kept them to himself. He feels almost possessive over what he’s written about you, as if he doesn’t want anyone else in the world to see you how he sees you.
He lets you read some of them… the lesser obvious ones. And you read them with such passion, praising him for his beautiful words and incredible writing. And he just watches as you have no idea you’re reading about yourself.
this is fucking insane i thought it was a picture of him. holy shit
after 9 months ive finally finished this painting omfg
I think after listening to Caramel on loop the only thing I can add to the discussion is just how we as a fandom can do better. Yes respecting the band's privacy is absolutely what everyone should be doing and is also the most basic thing you could possibly do.
But after Caramel we need to do more, more than just telling other people to feel ashamed or to do better.
If you see people spreading their real names or pictures of them unmasked? Block them, I'm so serious. Stop giving these people views and engagement, don't argue, don't retweet or comment with something you think is a scalding or witty clapback, banish these people to the fandom's shadow realm. If you really need to confront them at most tell them that what they're doing is weirdo behavior before blocking them.
And this part is know is going to be controversial but I need you dear reader to stay with until the end. Call them out, post their usernames, tell people who these weirdos are. "Oh I don't want them dog piled or harassed" I don't either but guess what? The fandom should know who these people are so they can also block them. Not naming the people who decide to disrespect boundaries is only protecting the weirdos and they don't deserve it. Do you hear me? People who doxx the very people they say they're fans of don't deserve protection from the fandom.
Throw those weirdos out.
And if you really don't like confrontation go to the band's socials and drown out the weirdos with your love and appreciation.
Vessel has done all that he can by asking for people to let him remain anonymous and now writing and releasing Caramel. Now I think its really time for the fandom to put its collective money where its mouths are. If you really want to fight and protect Vessel (and the other of course) then this is the best way to do it. Caramel needs to be the line in the sand that the fandom says "no further, we're done with this and if you want to cross this line then we're going to push back."
My blood beats so alive, might tear right through my skin <- me while drawing this in a frenzy
Why are you never real? Whenever you appear you leave me with that grace, I am trembling with fear. But I know that you will disappear just as I awake, whisper in my ear. Well, I believe somewhere in the past something was between you and I, my dear, and it remains with me to this day. No matter what I do this scar will never fade.
Sleep Token - The Apparition