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The road stretches out in front of them, long and dark and mostly empty. The windows are cracked to let the air in as they drive, and they can hear to toads and crickets hidden in the tall grass. Somewhere ahead, the moon is dropping lower toward the horizon, a pale sliver slipping down through the trees.
He glances over to the passenger seat again.
Vessel catches him immediately, like he always does. “You’ve been staring,” he says, voice soft with exhaustion.
II lets the corner of his mouth lift. “Can’t help it.”
Vessel looks at him for another second, smiles something that makes II's heart ache, and turns back toward the front window.
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06 Jul 2026
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Through it all, II had seen Vessel’s quiet sadness sitting alongside his pride. How he pushed it down, made himself quiet, eyes lingering a little too long on the girls’ outfits backstage; the delicate jewellery he picked out, reluctant to remove post-show.
II had noticed Vessel’s nature, the tactile fluidity of his movement. Something in him sang to a familiarity in his own soul, but Vessel had never spoken on it, and he was so easily spooked when frightened. II had waited, always willing to wait until Vessel was finally ready to face it.
“It’s never too late. And you can talk to me about this stuff, Vess,” he said softly, hand lifting to push the hair back from Vessel’s face, the same way he always did when they were curled up in bed, thousands of miles away.
“I want to grow my hair out,” Vessel said softly. “I want so many things that I can’t have.”
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06 Jul 2026
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Sleep Token Creative Guild Spooky Week Day 4 + Angstober 28th: "Nightmare" and "Eleventh Hour"
III sighed, thumbing the bridge of his nose. “He’s fine. He took his meds. You even made sure he ate. Let yourself sit down.”
“I am sitting.”
“Then blink, for fuck’s sake.”
Somewhere upstairs, a door shifted in its frame. Both of them stilled.
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- Part 4 of Angstober 2025
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04 Jul 2026
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He imagined III’s laugh if he saw him like this—already undone, hoodie half-off one shoulder, breath hitching on every movement. Imagined IV’s mouth dropping open in that soft, awe-struck way he got whenever Vessel made a noise he liked. Imagined II’s hands closing around his hips, grounding, steady, the warm press of his chest against Vessel’s back as he murmured something firm at his ear.
The thought alone made his legs shake.
And then the guilt hit, sharp and cold, cutting through the haze so fast his breath stuttered out in a choke.
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04 Jul 2026
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"Shh. Stay still, love," ii stands up on his toes to whisper in Ivy's ear. He tucks another soft, silky red ribbon into the knot of them that rests against the small of Ivy's back, then trails it up the left side of his spine, drapes it loosely around his throat once, then winds it tight in a coil down his bicep; at the elbow, ii pauses, then gently bends Ivy's arm behind his back, sets his forearm across his spine, and ties his wrist with the end of the ribbon.
"You look so beautiful like this," he murmurs as he works. Deft, calloused fingers trail gooseflesh over Ivy's skin, and he begins working another strand of ribbon into the knot, securing Ivy's other arm behind his back and lacing them up together.
"Mmh," Ivy hums, high and whiny. ii smirks a little at iv already dancing on the edge of subspace, just from being handled like this. "Thank you, ii."
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(or: the one in which Ivy gets tied up like a Christmas present and put underneath the tree for his vessels to unravel.)
Bookmarked by Himcoo
04 Jul 2026