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I still hear you when I'm on my own
(V, ST OC) 😭

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I still see you when the lights get low
I still hear you when I'm on my own
(V, ST OC) 😭
The Masked Prince (Star Wars!Sleep Token x Reader)
01. Look to Windward A/N: super short chapter but vessel and y/n meeting will def be longer, so it evens out :)
summary: galactic powers collide when Arcadia makes contact with (Y/N)'s realm.
wc: 589 (just a baby)
tags: @maidenmarble (ask to be added!)
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“Vessel wants you.”
Cryptic transmissions were the Lord of Arcadia’s specialty, but a three-word summons was unusually curt, even for him.
And to strangers in a system he’d never made contact with? How utterly crass!
Rumors of the Vessel had circulated for months as Arcadia’s foreign prowess increased with each new conquest—or rather, what would traditionally be considered a conquest. Did it count as domineering territory if their citizens willfully submitted?
All that was known of Arcadia was its name, its leader’s, and this curious phenomenon of planetary powers falling over themselves to swear allegiance.
(Y/N) mentally filed through every scrap of conversation she’d overheard about the regime as she stared at the transmission. Was this always how it started?
There was no one they could ask.
“What the kriff is this?” she demanded of her parents, tearing her vision from the glowing blue letters to their grim faces.
She’d been called out of the mountains for this?
The king and queen of Ju’daa exchanged a look.
“We aren’t certain,” said the royal advisor. “Clearly Lord Vessel wishes to initiate contact, but no governmental protocol in the galaxy permits such lack of formality.”
“Disgusting,” (Y/N) huffed. She tossed the datapad as if it had scalded her. “Why, then, was my training interrupted? What’s this got to do with me?”
Another look was exchanged between the monarchs.
(Y/N)’s mother stepped forward. “We have extended an invitation to Arcadia in response. Lord Vessel will be granted an audience. He has accepted.”
(Y/N)’s brow shot to her hairline. “You realize this could be an act of war? We have no intel, absolutely nothing to go on about him or his entire kingdom. No one even knows where he came from! Why—?”
“We will gather information in our domain,” (Y/N)’s father interjected. “Lord Vessel and his entourage will be subjected to our laws. If there’s any intent of making war, it will be discovered right under our noses.”
“They clearly have the upper hand here, with the element of surprise in so many aspects,” (Y/N) pointed out.
“We intend to take it from them,” said the advisor, Mordecai. “While your parents meet with the lord, we require your skills to sneak past their defenses.”
(Y/N)’s eyes lit with understanding. “A bug.”
“Yes,” Mordecai continued. “A honing beacon on their ship, and a listening bug as close as you can get it to him.”
“Certainly, they’ll have technologies to sense those.”
“That’s why you must devise a spell to mask them.”
(Y/N) considered this. “The Craft has never been combined with traditional spyware.”
“This is a new age,” her father said. “Unforeseen adversaries require unforeseen defenses.”
She laughed. “You seem to think he is friend enough to invite to our home.”
The queen explained, “We must learn Arcadia’s purpose within our own means. Surely you see the wisdom in that.”
A grimace tugged (Y/N)’s lips. Her mother was right. And this would be a chance to see how she had grown in the Force, although her forty days and forty nights of advancement had been interrupted. She’d reached powerful enough levels prior to the retreat, and growth was growth, even if incomplete. She could do this.
It would be invaluable to the twelve worlds of Ju’daa to glean some of Arcadia’s mysteries.
Yet, what would be the cost?
“I am the blood of an angel, the fate of the fallen.
Nobody knows where I came from, even I have forgotten.”
Option 4: Dance
#TakeMayBacktoArcadia hosted by @/moonchild-in-blue
Re: Self indulgent Sleep Token AU!
Made a design for my own sona. This is Moth, they're a member of the group known as Retainer Vessels whose duty is to accompany and tend to the True Vessels (Vessel, II, III, and IV)
Got to work on this really cool collaborative commission where I did the sketch/lineart for nimbus.rook on tiktok of their oc and ii that they're gonna color and render. I also got to help design this really cool praying mantis inspired mask with a detachable jaw piece. This was so much fun, and we're both really happy with how it turned out :) .
You can bug me anytime, my little ladybug.
a little hurt/comfort with Vessel for you guys
it was written in V's pov (my kind of oc?) but it could also be yours
*platonic relationship btw*
🖤"Take me back to Eden." Vesper/Vapor ! Sleep Token OC 🖤
Art trade with @/_sulfur__ on Instagram :)
Drew their ST oc IX
Very silly guy I adore him <3
I'm ngl tho idk what I was doing with the background at all lols
Additional doodles vvv