What are bedroom dreams about?

It began with me playing outside, I was a child and had siblings, loving parents, it was was in a mideval time era. I remember my teenage years, I learned archery and swordplay (archery was my prowess) and joined the military as a young man. I served as a guard for my town and then was called away to war. Over the years, I progressed from soldier, to captain, to general, then eventually king.

I married and had children and eventually grandchildren. Then at the end of my life I remember sitting alone on a chair in the woods; fall had come, dead leaves blowing by on a wind that promised snow was not far away. I remember appreciating my life and my loved ones as my long gray hair blew across my face in the wind. I remember a single tear falling from my face as I knew my time had come to die. Then my life flashed before my eyes, in reverse, back to when I was a child, and with a white light I awoke in my bed with tears on my face.

I cried in earnest then, for the loss of those I loved, knowing that even though they werent real, Id never see them again. I’ll never forget that dream, it was... yeah, no word can describe it, surreal doesnt do it justice. I was 10.

Last night, I’m pretty sure I had the saddest dream ever.
It was about a badger I had found digging holes in the ground. I went over to get a closer look, but I was spotted. Much to my surprise, he ran over to me, maybe knowing I intended no harm. He let me rub his belly and pet him, and he was so cute. We played around for hours, until the sun got dark, and he started leading me towards a small hut that was lit up. There was an old man outside the hut cutting wood, he paid us no mind. The badger then ran over to man, and nuzzling up against his leg. He appeared to be sad. The man did nothing, he just stood there, and continued his steady rhythm of chopping wood. After a few seconds he stopped. I could see him
Slowly turn towards me. He stared at me, smiled, and slowly faded away, along with most of the hut. The badger came back, and stood on its hind legs next to me, looking at the remainder of the hut. It was dark now, but I could make out what appeared to be at least part of what was previously a hut. The hut was black, and there were signs of a fire everywhere. The badger ran out to the middle of the rubble and began digging, revealing a rotten corpse of what I assume was the old man. It was not fresh, but had not rotted so bad to be more than a few weeks old. The badger found the mans hand, and licked it, a gesture of sorrow and longing. The badger then also looked at me. And vanished.
As I saw the poor badger vanish, it felt like I was physically hurt. Somewhere deep in my heart, a hole had sprouted open. I knew that I could never see that funny playful badger again. He had brought me to the hut to show me a true tragedy, he and his owner had been caught in a house fire and died.
Suddenly, I realized that I was also fading, and could myself become more and more transparent. When I next opened my eyes, all I saw was my bedroom. But my poor friend the badger, was not forgotten.

There is this one person that I used to be friends with but am not anymore because I realized that she is just not a nice person. Anyways I probably should mention that I am a female and that I am bisexual. Basically I had a dream about her last night and we were just in my bed and we were scissoring. Thanks to my sub-conscious for that I guess. Does that mean that I watch too much porn or am I attracted to her or am I just weird?

This morning I was abruptly woken from sleep by my mom because I'm dog sitting. I didn't immediately recognize my surroundings, and it felt like I was still dreaming even though my eyes were open. I looked at her, but I didn't recognize her face. I wasn't alarmed either though, it kinda just looked at her face with mild curiosity. I could feel myself fading out of dream land and back into reality, as if I was waking up after my eyes were already open. And of course after that I recognized her and my bedroom.

It's the same feeling as when you're asleep but you hear something in the waking world and you realize you're dreaming. You want to stay asleep but you can already feel yourself being pulled away from the dream and can't do anything about it. Except that happens to me when I'm lightly dreaming but nearly awake.

Basically my question is has anyone else also experienced this? Only took around 5 seconds to fully fade in but those seconds are definitely a state of altered consciousness I found really interesting. I must have had some weird look on my face though because she asked me if I was confused/ disoriented.

So the dream began with me lying on my left side in my bed with my blanket partially over my face. I could see some of the wall in front of me and the window on the wall to the left. I could feel a presence in the room and was frozen, but couldnt really move. That's what makes me think it was a night terror. Then I could hear rough whispering from a man that I couldnt make out.

Then he said something like "you stay there nice and quiet while I go take care of your family and nothing will happen to you." I was frozen in a cold sweat, I could feel my teeth grinding together and my eyes welling up with tears. All i could do was stare at the wall in front of me and couldnt really focus on that.

I thought to myself something like, "i really thought I'd behave much differently in a situation like this. This man is going to come back and even if he kills me i can warn my family upstairs." I surged with courage and adrenaline, but all I could do was stick one arm out from under the covers slowly and I touched the man's hand. He moved it and I tried so hard to grab it again and his fingers slipped through mine. It was like I was trying to sit up in cement, but i managed to and watched him climb the stairs from my room to the upstairs. (Just like the actual layout of my room) i stood and followed him, again so slowly, and then I screamed and screamed and screamed.

That was when my dad came running down the stairs and I was standing there in a tshirt screaming and crying. I told him I'd had a nightmare and we both went back to bed.

When I laid down I blinked my eyes and I was actually awake. Staring at the wall with my arm outstretched off the bed like I'd been reaching. I'd never actually stood at the bottom of the stairs screaming, yet it had felt so real.

Was this a night terror with a possible out of body experience? What does a dream like this mean?