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catchingdaydreams · 2 days
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Sleep paralysis demon Miguel - Part 2
Part 1
(not proof read)
It was little over a week until any forms of sleep paralysis was forced upon you. During then you had time to think of the whole ordeal. That 'grumpy shadow', you unofficially named him for now , didn't appear the following nights either. This led to your conclusion that he only showed up with one of your episodes. You weren't looking forward to them even more now. After the last encounter you have no clue how he would react to you. You did upset him for not acknowledging his menacing gaze. But it's not your fault that just continuously staring is awkward. Its human nature.
Besides the point you needed to come up with a plan. You have no clue what that shadow man is or what caused yourself to be haunted by him. If this was becoming a frequent thing then there needs to be a way you can communicate to him. Maybe you can fix whatever bad blood between us. Maybe you could tell him to leave?
You just hope you won't provoke him....
...But that wouldn't be half enjoyable.
As the nighttime was looming over, you hopped into bed. It took you a while for your body to feel at ease but eventually you were falling to what appeared to be your slumber. But coldness of the room etched within the sheets sending in goes bumps. You tried to bury yourself further within the covers but your body was completely frozen. You signed irritatedly about your discomfort with the temperature. While tossing and turning before, much of your left leg and chest was exposed to the cold air. Every passing minute seemed to feel colder and colder. This wasn't normal, the coldness increased to the point that you could see your breath. Something supernatural was a play and you had a good guess who.
But he didn't show himself, not right away though. Miguel had bigger plans this time. It wasn't just hunger anymore. He was determined to make you fear him.
The coldness that etched into your room spewed an icy mist that made you sight hazy and dulled the rest of your senses. You tried not to panic. You really did. However, subconsciously fear had stricken you as the room grew darker and darker. The only sense that remained was your hearing. But that wasnt reliable as all you could hear was your heartbeat thumped louder and louder in your head. The only warmth that lingered was your body sweating bullets as a million thoughts were running through your mind.
Why was this time so different? Is it even the same entity doing this? Oh god, what if whatever this thing is trying to hurt you?
The last thought terrified you. Especially how exposed you felt when half your body wasn't under the sheets. Your paranoia sparked nasty ideas of something grabbing your feet and dragging you down. You thought that this terror might break your stillness, trying to move your body once more, though proved fruitfulness. You huffed at this mental strain over a flight response. Your sense we're being tested. Played like a fiddle while you were so helpless.
During your internal dilemma, you didn't notice the tapping above you. Walls groaning and creaking until it grew into a banging, vibrating the walls so violently that it shook the picture frames above.
Your mind was cleared from thought when the banging boomed above your head. You rolled your eyes up to witness who was doing it but from the angle you couldn't see anything.
What you did see was a flicker in the corner of your eye. On for a second flashed red. You blinked, focusing your vision in front of you.
There he was. Hunched over you on the bed. Almost as if he was pinning you down. What you didn't notice was that you didn't feel any weight of his body pressed onto you. You didn't know he was simply a shadow. But it's not like you knew nor cared at the moment. You were too preoccupied with how this fucken man was above you, given you looks that would kill.
You didn't know how you could be even more frozen in fear. His face was just an arms length of yours. His red glowing gaze still obscured his shadowed face, yet with being in closer proximity you could make out a scow. He took notice of moving away from his gaze to the rest of his face. He smirks, flashing his bright white fangs at you.
Miguel has been having dinner and a show with you. This time he made sure your fear persisted during his feeding. His little tricks seemed to do the work. And he certainly got a kick out of you not being a little arrogant bitch this time around when you saw him again.
Even now as he grins wildly your fear keeps growing. He thinks that you're scared of his teeth, which came up with an idea.
He leans closer to you, his mouth opens wide as he growls deeply. He aims at your throat. While he couldn't actually touch you, you didn't know that he wasn't gonna rip your voice box out. He could see your pupils dilate as a small scream emits from your closed lips. Its was almost too comical to Miguel, he grins, trying to keep in character and not laugh at you.
He might as well be drunk on your fear right now from how much you were emitting. His breath glazed over your clammy skin as he could hear how fast your heart was bumping.
Moving closer, he paused
He Noticed something above you. Miguel found your little letter that was taped on the wall above you. Glancing over it, he saw it was a message to him.
Hey shadow man, can you please stop being a creep leave me alone. I'm not into being watched by a prevy rando.
Okey thanks
It pissed him off.
Arrogant little bitch, he thought Who the hell thing they are? You were going to-
*Slap*
"Creep!!!" You cried
"Ow-fuck!!!" Miguel curses with a snarl, fangs blaring in offence. He rubs his face to ease the sting.
'She...slapped me?' He couldn't believe it.
'I slapped him' You couldn't believe it.
You both stared at each other, completely dumbfounded. It took you a few seconds to release that 'oh hey you can move now' and 'get the fuck out of here instincts' kicked in.
And get the fuck out of here you did.
With one swift motion you kicked him in the gut, causing him to fall back in surprise. Finally with him off you, this was your chance. You rummaged the sheets off and ran straight out of the room.
All the while Miguel was left on the bed to collect himself.
What the hell was going on?
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l-i-a-r-i-n · 8 months
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Я рисовала этого недооценного деда пять лет, потому что ленивая... Следующий этап фурри.
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spiral-mouth · 2 years
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silas-png · 3 months
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AFTER AN ETERNITY I HAVE FINISHED IT. HE'S TRULY BACK. WE'RE SO BACK.
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mr-laveau · 4 months
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What can I say? There's just something about Gavin that glows✨
I have a headcanon for my newest Gavin design that the womb tattoo he has is either a glow in the dark tattoo (because I really want glowing womb tattoo too) or is actually a part of his physical form and either way, he has one and I feel the people should be enlightened on that so
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lord-prey · 24 days
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Fitch sketch page :)
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edgy-senju · 1 year
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Anatomy study ft/ local buff man that gets scared way too easily.
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oobscured · 6 months
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cryptidkreates · 3 months
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gotta draw ur faves covered in blood
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queen-anarchy-art · 2 months
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This is your sign to make personalized valentines with your ocs :) Love, fucked up and evil queer demons. <3
(h@zb1n h0tel enjoyers dni)
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catchingdaydreams · 13 days
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Sleep paralysis demon Miguel was conjured on a rainy night. You had trouble sleeping from the storm rattling your windows. The tree branches outside cast vigorously moving shadows in front of you. If provided some entertainment while an episode of another annoying sleep paralysis was becoming onto you.
Sudden thunder erupted outside, what usually would cause you to jump, you remained still in your bed, motionless.
What was starting to become motionless too was the shadows.
Your quick glance at the window as lightning flickered by was all that the entity needed.
You had an unwelcomed guest.
It wasn't noticeable at first, the loaming shadows on your wall. But you instantly freaked out as an arm reached out, grabbing the end of your bed post. Its grip was firm as it forced the rest of its body out. Its build was that in the form of a tall man. Any other detail was too obscured from the darkness it loomed over itself.
While this was happening you, internally, was freaking the fuck out. You tried all your might to move your body, to cower from that thing. You've had your mind play tricks on you before. It was second nature to experience these things in your current state. But your instincts are going haywire right now. It was an upright force towards your flight responses now. This was not a trick of your mind, it was real and you needed to escape. But you were utterly helpless. All you could do was to stare at the entity.
It stared back.
It opened its eyes amongst the void, projecting fiery red. It was the only distinguishing thing you could make out. As like with its body, his face was still pretty unidentifiable. It beamed with such malice that it pierced your soul. If you could you would have gulped.
You prayed whatever that thing was, that it would not move any closer. You had no clue what it was nor why was it looking at you like you had done something to atrocious him....maybe in another life perhaps? You don't really believe in that shit but what you are experiencing now is tearing your sense of reality so you really don't know what to believe anymore.
The man? hovered above you as its entire body was out of the wall. He never did move after that. Or rather didn't have a chance.
Thunder once again boomed outside. Seconds only passed as lightning struck the sky, flashing your vision. And with a blink, the man before you vanished.
Your eyes roamed the rest of the room in a panic. You were still freaking out, thinking that the entity moved somewhere else within your room. But you couldn't find him in your search. On edge you didn't drop your defense that easily. You waited for a bit, a few minutes or so. And sighed. You involuntarily you held your breath from that quick scare. Still on edge, yet a relief was washing over you slowly.
You didn't get sleep that night. Too afraid that it might come back that night.....he didn't though but....
What you didn't expect is that this would be a common occurrence.
The second time he showed up was much more disturbing. He came from the floor by the end of your bed, so you didn't expect his arrival until you saw his signature flash of crimson. He stood by the back bedframe. This time you got to see how large his frame was as his body was in clear view. This didn't help either as he obscured your window, blocking out much of its natural light. The only thing that shined was red.
You were pretty much hysterical the first time you saw him. You felt small and defenceless under his malicious gaze. All you could was stare into it as he did so with you. Thank the gods, you felt, that he didn't move any closer. He remained motionless by your bed post.
What was odd was that your fear, while still prominent, was easing up. Mostly it was that 15 minutes (or what felt like it ) of direct eye contact with a grumpy being was starting to become, well, boring.
While you really couldn't read his face, he could see yours. His eyes slanted, making it look smaller then it was before. If you had to guess it was as if you offended him for not being scared. You're the one who should feel offended right now. Some random spooky man thing breaks into your home and just stares at you while you're trying to sleep. Hell no. If you were able to move right now you would have scoffed and flipped him off.
You couldn't bother to be scared now, no you were mildly irritated. You move your sight away from him in spite. You had enough of this. You were drained from work and needed to try to at least sleep for a couple of hours.
You didn't look back. Not when the corner of your eyes saw his shadows move. You didn't care if he left on not as your body slowly started to ease and drift to sleep.
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As you succumbed to slumber the man walked up to the side of your bed and sat down on the sheet. There wasn't any imprint that was made by his weight. Was just a shadow, in this form.
He sat there puzzled by your actions. Usually it would take many nights before someone didn't fear his presence anymore. It ruined his feeding. And how you went about it pissed him off.
He was a succubus. A subclass one that feeds off fear. He often appears in nightmares, shapes one's dreamscape into dread and turmoil. But lately that hadn't been satisfying to him. No matter who or what the person was, he hadn't got his fill. It was only until his brother suggested to try terrorizing within reality with a feast similar to his current taste. To dine on the fears of the people who couldn't sleep. To be the "monster under the bed" Gabe states.
But Miguel was picky with his food. His choices were limited to him. He eventually ended up as a sleep paralysis demon. Less work for him too, all he had to do was stand there and look pretty ( well to the people, look pretty Fucken terrifying). And everything would have gone perfectly too, but he met you.
Your fears taste wasn't the reason it stirred something within jim, no it was pretty bland compared to his previous feast. It was how quickly it disappeared . As a being to be feared he took full offense. He could be the bigger man and acknowledge his defeat. But he was no man he was a demon. You unwillingly challenged him, and he was going to make sure you cowered beneath him.
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nyxshadowhawk · 1 year
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Temptation by Nodens Art
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spiral-mouth · 1 year
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Don't hassle him bro he gets nervous when talking to pretty girls
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rr-sheep · 5 months
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My Friend Rein 🖤
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(Oc Fanart for Rainy_Dayz)
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useless-moss · 1 year
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Viggo has trust issues when it comes to tables or desks that can't be easily seen under.
'Why' you ask?
Because Krogan thinks in funny to fold himself into a demonic pretzel under one and either grab peoples ankles when they walk past or come scurrying out in some distorted position that has the victim thinking he's possessed.
He has used the latter method to chase Viggo into a tree before and Viggo has had nightmares because of it
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emperorsfoot · 26 days
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I recently found out that Mattel is releasing a Demo-Man Figure for the Masters of the Universe: Origins Line and I can't Wait to get this Actionfigure. Because Demo-Man belongs to One of my favorite Villains of the Masters of the Universe Franchise!
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OMG! This is so exciting!
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