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I took two (2) total photos of Noah bby in Nashville 🥹 He is so precious to me what the fuckkkk
I’m thinking thoughts… threesome smut with Ves and IV???
thinking of waking up to noah eating you out on new years morning to start the year off right 🎉🫶
START THE YEAR AS YOU MEAN TO GO ON, right? 😏
cw: 18 + 𝖒𝖉𝖓𝖎. oral, afab!reader, slight somno mention.
Noah would argue that’s not only the best way to start your morning, but the best way to start your year, and there’s very little arguing back you can do when he’s got your mouth too busy with moaning.
🎄 Send these trees to ten people you wish to have a good holiday and a happy new year!🎄
this is so sweet 💗💗
i hope the same for you 😚
( ੭ ˘ ³˘)੭°。⋆♡‧₊˚ happy new year ˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗
happy new year 🫶🫶
hope everything is okay with you since your last life update <33
Thank you so much 🫶
Hit a few more bumps in the road to finish out November, but December is looking like I will have plenty of time to get back to the things that bring me joy ❤️
Don’t feel bad about not updating! You need to take care of what you need to, we’ll be here when you’re ready☺️
Thank you for sticking around ❤️ Currently working on part 2 of II fic, finally! Plus lots and lots of ideas for fics and one shots 🤭
Ooh how about T and W for Himbo! Noah?
18 + 𝖒𝖉𝖓𝖎. nsfw ask game
toys — do they own sex toys? how often do they use them? do they prefer using them on themselves or their partner(s)?
toys and himbo!noah go hand in hand 🤝 not only is he extremely open to using them on his partner, he’s also very encouraging about his partner buying and using them, solo or together. he’ll even go as far as gifting one, whether it’s a regular vibe or a cloned version of his dick. a wand or a bullet is his weapon of choice, depending on where you’re fucking, and he’s not against keeping a bullet on him in case you’re both away from home and the moment calls for it. as for himself, he’s just as open to having toys used on him; cock rings, plugs, vibes, wands, anything really. he’s partial to a cock sleeve or a fleshlight, and he isn’t against the idea of fucking you while wearing one of those textured sleeves. he loves the way it feels against his cock, and how wet you get, and how wet it sounds, when he’s fucking into you. the wetter, the better for him.
wet — do they like bath/shower sex? would they have sex in other bodies of water (pool, lake, ocean, etc)?
shower sex is 💯 his favorite, and he’ll lift you up and fuck you against the wall with such ease, making it look effortless. he’s fucked in the pool before and would do it again, he loves nothing more than being a little sneak, tugging at your swimwear, swimming between your legs, and then pressing you against the wall of the pool for a hot, heavy make out session that often leads to fucking.
besties, i’m absolutely going to be writing more and continuing my II fic, fear not!
however, i’ve had some drastic life changes happen recently, and i’ve lost my job and am now dealing with a family medical emergency.
so, next chapter is going to be a couple of days late, unfortunately. i hate to keep you all waiting since it’s just started, but i hope you understand 💗
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idk if ur taking requests and u can so ignore this if u aren’t but ur fic with vessel (idiots being in love smth like that) was sooooo good and i was wondering if you’d ever do any more angst/fluff type fics with vessel, maybe one where he’s jealous or protective!! ur writing is super good!! ur very talented <333
Your requests are always welcome! I’m a sucker for angst/fluff, I can never get enough. Thank you for giving me the opportunity to write this, and I hope you enjoy!
Warnings: jealousy, protectiveness, terrible communication, slight possessiveness, suggestive, tension, angst/fluff, mentions of panic attacks, mentions of sexual activity, drinking/drunk reader
hiii bb 💕 what is one of your favourite headcanons you've given the sleep token boys? whether it's something you've written or not for a little lore drop 🤭
I am SO glad you asked 🤭
I may have gotten a little carried away, one headcanon turned into... a couple LMAO
But, I loved this as an opportunity to word vomit about my favorite boys, so thank u 🫶
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Vessel
Vessel is, in every sense of the word, a lover. He’s soft, gentle, and sweet. Nothing you could ever need or want is beyond what he’s willing to give you. His heart beats for you. He believes that his duty, his purpose, is to be yours. He’s absolutely love-stricken, purely devoted to you. No matter how many times he’s felt the press of your lips, it never fails to steal his breath. He’ll smile against you, not pulling back, just allowing himself to feel the softness of your breath mingle with his. And when you rise on your toes to capture him again, his mind goes blank every time.
That being said, I think there’s a quiet possessiveness to him. Not in a toxic, controlling way. In the sense that, you are as much his as he is yours, and it would be rude for anybody not to see that. Sometimes there’s a lingering undercurrent of need to prove himself, to seek assurance from you. “Are you happy?” He’d ask. Everytime, you’d say, “With you? Always.” And he’d remember the very reason he’d made it this far, how he’d found his reason to look forward to another day. Every moment he spent with you was enough to fuel his next breath. To him, you’re everything.
He’s so soft and cuddly, to the point you almost experience cuteness aggression. He liked to roll his eyes, turn his head away from you when you’d grab the sides of his face and squeeze, but you knew very well that he always got a kick out of it. And you’d be right, too. His tummy erupted with butterflies, having someone - especially someone like you - express adoration toward him… knowing that you felt for him the same love he felt for you, was enough to make his head spin. SOMEBODY SEDATE ME
I just think our beloved god of the gaps/demon of sodom is really just a big softie.
II
I imagine II being hard to read. When you met, you were convinced that he was completely indifferent toward you. Not that he didn’t like you, just that he didn’t seem to lean either way when it came to how he felt about you. He was quiet, always seemed to keep cool under any circumstance. That is, until you’d been hanging around backstage, messing about with III, and ended up with a graze on your temple from a piece of rogue equipment. The speed with which he’d happened upon you was remarkable, you barely had time to register what had happened before he had your head cradled in both of his hands, his eyes full of worry while trying to assess the damage.
He’d been so gentle with you, cleaning and bandaging you up, keeping a watchful eye on your every move. It had been you who made the first obvious move. After finally being convinced of your wellbeing, he’d urged you to stay away from all equipment, to which you’d told him it was worth it since you got to have him handle you the way he did.
“You’re trying to say you’re willing to risk a head injury so that I can fret over you?”
“Whatever keeps you invading my personal bubble- I’ll take my chances.”
The flush of his cheeks, the warmth in his neck was enough to tell you where exactly you stood with him.
II also exudes a very quiet confidence- a cockiness, even. Once you’re together, there’s no doubt in his mind that you’re irrevocably his. Those people ogling you from across the street? (Despite the very obvious fact that it was his arm you were clinging to) He felt no need to feel any type of way about it, they didn’t need to know you weren’t available, because he knew, and that was what mattered.
III
III is the type of partner that you never share a dull moment with. He’s goofy, a tease, always doing something for you to get a kick out of. Even in his softest moments, his playful nature is slipping through. You’re supposed to be relaxing on the sofa, unpacking your respective days, but somehow you find yourself perched upon his lap, his hands cradling your hips gently. Every few moments, he interrupts you with a kiss, only to pull away cheekily and say, “Tell me you love me.”
“I love you,” you whisper, a wide smile on your face. He squeezes you in his grip. “Prove it.”
There’s never a moment spent where you aren’t the center of his thoughts. Even when he’s on stage, he’s thinking of the moment he gets to wrap you up in his arms, the bright smile you always greet him with as soon as the ritual is over. You are his entire world, sometimes he truly wonders how he’d survived without you. No need to dwell on it, though. You were his, and he wasn’t the type to have any doubt about that.
I always picture III to be a great cuddler… when he’s awake. A soon as sleep takes him, you’re better off on your side of the bed. Those long limbs of his are wonderful to be held in, make no mistake. But once he’s out and his movements become unconscious, he becomes one with the sheets, tangled in ways that hardly make any sense. His thoughtfulness isn’t to be missed, though, because he always makes sure there are plenty of spare blankets equipped on the bed when he inevitably holds the one you were cuddling with hostage in his grip.
IV
My dear IV… he is a cuddle monster. Clingy, even. PDA is absolutely not off the table for him. He’ll gladly cradle you in front of him, forcing the two of you to walk awkwardly when out and about. He’s the type to never let go of your hand- you could be dragging him along and he would follow happily. He doesn’t want to be apart from you. You’re turning in for an early night? So is he. You needed to take a shower? No- “we need to take a shower”.
He likes to babied. When he’s had a long day, and he curls up next to you on the sofa, his head heavy in your lap- he all but purrs at the feel of your fingers carding through his hair. He tries hard to tell you about the day he’s had, but eventually his words begin to slur and his eyes slip shut. The sound of his snores, his peacefulness, is the most soothing thing in the world.
He tries not to, but he falls into jealousy every now and again. He’s good about facing his feelings head on, not deflecting them onto you or swallowing them down. It took one argument, and only that one, for him to understand how important his communication with you was. It was the moments when you thought he was asleep, and you gazed at him so lovingly, held him so gently, that he knew better than to question your devotion to him. Every fiber of his being wanted to out himself, let you know that he knew you were ogling him, but he couldn’t help the rush - and the swell of pride - he felt to know how loved he was by you.
He will shamelessly pout whenever you’re unable to be near him. Too many times did one of the other boys whack his shoulder for not paying attention to them- his eyes fixed on your form, stood across the room where you were chatting with a crew member. If his hands weren’t on you, there was no doubt that his eyes were. He didn’t care about the guys picking on him for it, he knew you adored the goofy grin he wore whenever he was staring at you.
I am legit giggling and kicking my feet at Chapter 1! I love this fic so much and can’t wait for more! To quote your fic when it comes to ii “God Help Us All”
So not to sound greedy, because you do whatever you have to do when you have to do it….but do you have a rough outline of when you’re wanting part 2 to be done?
Thank you 🫶🫶🫶 I’m so glad you enjoyed! I’m just as excited to piece this all together and get it to you!
I’m beginning on part 2 tonight! If it happens in the same way part 1 did, I’m thinking I’ll be able to publish it by Sunday 11/09. Fingers crossed 🤞
Much love for your support!!
Foot size anon- I’m 6 foot tall, and I have the same foot size as my shorter MUCH shorter friends, sometimes tall people have small feet it happenssssss and it makes us really clumsy too lmao
Omg I can’t even imagine 😭 im just imagining the struggle trying to balance on small feets lmao. my feet are small too, even giving that I’m short, like I could shop for shoes in the children’s section 😂 We can rally an army of small feet havers
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Being a full-time nanny, working to care for II's infant son, means having to join him and the Sleep Token boys on tour. Many new experiences await: figuring out how to live life on a tour bus, navigating the growth and development of a baby, and seeing just how much you're able to take when it comes to raising a baby with a man who gets off on giving you mixed signals.
Disclaimer: This is purely a work of fiction! Anything portrayed in this story that reflects the real lives of the Vessels is a coincidence and not done intentionally.
Holy hell holy fuck I’m so excited for more of the nanny fic!! I wasn’t ready for it to stop😩
I am so happy you enjoyed!! I was writing and writing and felt like I needed to put something out before I got carried away 🤭 I hated to end it so abruptly but first chapter is already coming along! I can’t wait to give it to you 🫶🫶
Okay so I don’t have any ST friends so I’m telling you because I can’t hold it in any longer and I’m anon because it’s dumb.
So we all know ii is like 8” shorter than vessel or something ridiculous like that lol. So then tell me WHY do they have the same sized foot?? Why and HOW?? Is this part of the reason why ii struts?? (Obviously his hips own 99% of that strut but still).
Thank you for your time.
bestie I am your new ST friend pleaseeee give me all of your thoughts!!
I am SO glad you say this because I can think of a very specific photo I saw ages ago and literally all I could focus on was his feet 😭 why is our short king packing around the feet of an above 6’ man??? I am currently on the hunt for the photo I fear it must be shared
His strut owns about 98% of my brain space