#me to sleep paralysis demon mouche: so hypothetically what if we held hands and you kissed me on the cheek and i had good dreams?

[merakiui]

please share those sleep paralysis demon thoughts,, smth abt the raw horror + vulnerability is just. 🥺👉👈

It's a gradual build-up. Scaramouche likes to work his way up to a good, proper fright. <3 he starts at the door, a lingering shadow peering through a crack left just wide enough for you to see a pair of glowing eyes that never seem to blink, always fixated on you. You can't move or speak, so you're completely rooted in place in bed, forced to watch him watching you. You'll try to shut your eyes and ignore the chill in your room, and when they open again he's gone. Sometimes he moves to a corner of the room, other times he sits in a chair and faces the foot of your bed, staring so silently. He never makes any sounds; he blends into the darkness so seamlessly. Once you shut your eyes and sensed frigid air; he was right there, right in your face, undoubtedly watching with those eerie eyes of his.

You're relieved the sun chases him away come morning, but lately he's been coming regardless of if sleep paralysis seizes you. He's like a recurring nightmare now, bleeding into your reality so scarily well that you think you see him out of the corner of your eyes sometimes, waiting in the shadows of a dark room or down the hall when you get home late at night.

He lives under your bed, scratching patterns into the wooden frame of your bed or into the floor. You can hear him beneath you, sharp claws scritch-scratching angrily, crossing over one another in what you imagine are dozens of jagged lines. Sometimes you're certain you're hearing it and it's all in your head at night, but you check each morning and those marks remain, some drawn so deeply into the flooring that strips of wood curl up. You have no idea what he is or why he's doing this or where he's come from, but you intend to put a stop to this so that you can get better sleep.

You'll set up cameras, create a salt ring around your bed, burn sage, and do whatever else it takes. You think you've made progress when you don't see or hear from him at all one night when you're stuck in sleep paralysis. Everything is almost normal, save for the phantom ticking of a grandfather clock you don't own, or the weightless feeling in your limbs, as if your soul has been carved from out of your body. The scratching is gone. The eyes are gone. The cold atmosphere is gone. Everything related to that weird shadow-demon-creature is gone.

Until you look up and come face to face with him, his iridescent indigo eyes set into a too-pale, too-perfect face. There's a too-wide smile sprawled on his face, revealing rows of impossibly sharp teeth. His gruesome countenance reminds you of Kuchisake-onna.

“Did you really think you could get rid of me with your little parlor tricks?” he asks, tilting his head at you, wholly amused to watch your eyes helplessly flit all over the place.

You're unable to answer, and he knows this because somehow that sadistic smile grows wider and his eyes flash dangerously.

#genshin chit chat #yandere scaramouche #me when the cute sleep paralysis demon won't leave me alone #so i catch him one night just to ask if he can look like a catboy next time i'm suffering sleep paralysis ;D #me to sleep paralysis demon mouche: so hypothetically what if we held hands and you kissed me on the cheek and i had good dreams? #scara: 🗿 #scara you cannot win i played fnaf 4 i know how this goes if the doors and bed and closet aren't checked >:)