SO IN LOVE W/ THE LOOPING SAMSARA OF DREAMS CONCEPT

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Hi, there! :D

Finally Silver's content and it is my obligation to brainstorm some ideas or scenarios with him

Ok taking into account that he can travel between dreams, imagine a scenario where he travels to the reader's dreams and in that dream the reader longs for another person from his original world (maybe a crush?)

Silver discovers this a little hurt so he will try to be better than that person by demonstrating his virtues trying to impress the reader. I think that a sadder scenario is that the soft dreams he had with the reader are not reciprocated and soon turn into ugly nightmares of the reader returning to his world, finally being with his beloved person.

In a Yandere route I think this can get twisted in the sense that he tries to brainwash the reader by trying to make each dream just between him and the reader. Even if he had to take matters into his owns hands, that person is just a bothersome thought that his loved one doesn't need to remember. 💔

HELLO AKAKKAKGAGIKRF HI AS I PUT MY HANDS ON YOUR SHOULDERS AND SCREAM AT YOU AFFECTIONATELY <33

this scenario reminds me of a fanfic of mine, lets do it :33

silver is obviously hurt once he sees the fact that you're holding hands with another person in your dream, only to find out that it was your crush.

he was obviously devestated. what do you mean you loved another person that isn't him!? he's practically sulking the entire day, avoiding you for the past few days until he finally snapped out of it.

so what if you had a crush? he'll prove to you that he can be better than them, by means of strength and intelligence, he'll have this unspoken rivalry with [character] until you fall in love with him.

and yet, when his eyes close and he finds himself sleeping, he wakes up with cold sweat dripping down his forehead and shaky hands, he hated this. he hated the fact that the usual lovey-dovey dreams he had of both you and him have become a nightmare.

a nightmare where his love wasn't reciprocated.

a nightmare where you were with another.

a nightmare where you didn't love him.

after a few months, it slowly drives him mad- this.. crush of yours with [character] is so stupid! why bother for falling in love with someone else when he's over there, hopelessly chasing after you and giving you all his love!?

but, realizing you hadn't had the chance to confess to your said crush, he quickly began thinking of multiple solutions until he got it.

make your dreams filled with him and only him.

of course, it starts small at first. silver making small appearances in your dreams such as being in the background, after some time, he obviously starts talking to you or some physical contact.. but it was weird how you felt him, you were pretty sure this is a dream.

right? right, so you shook it off. his appearances build up dream after dream after dream after dream after dream after dream after dream after dream after dream after dream after dream after dream after dream after dream after dream after dream after dream-

where was [character]?

what are you talking about?

you find yourself in a garden, seeing silver with that handsome smile and a bouquet of flowers (morning glory/asagao) in his gloved hands as he stood underneath the cherry blossom tree, a cliche type of confession, but it does the trick.

as you approach, he gives you that look where his eyes look at yours, love and devotion was the only thing present as he utters those words.

"i love you."

you know he does, he really does.

otherwise, he would get sick of saying the same thing countless times in this damned samsara loop.

? Yuu, after stealing something from an RSA student: I AM ON SUCH AN ADRENALINE HIGH!

Epel: Yeah!

? Yuu: I COULD RULE THE WORLD!

Epel: YEAH!

? Yuu: I'M GOING TO MAKE OUT WITH THE CROWN PRINCE OF THE BRIAR VALLEY!

Epel: Yeah- wait what.

Malleus, in the distance: yeah!

Reality of Mothers in Palestine.

Malleus, attempting to court you: Child of man, I wish to gift you something.

Y/N: Cool. What is it?

Malleus, presents to you a single rock: It is customary among my people to gift a rock to those they wish to court. Do you accept this courting gift?

Y/N, observing the rock: …

Y/N: Mm, nah.

Malleus, taken aback: Nah?

Y/N: Nah.

Y/N: Nothing against the rock or anything, but I just don’t vibe with that specific one, ya know?

Malleus: I see…

[Later]

Lilia: I told you it wouldn’t work. Humans have different courting gifts than those of the dragon fae. Try something else like flowers or a poem or-

Malleus: No. They said they did not “vibe” with that rock, so I must find one that they do “vibe” with!

[Later, again]

Y/N: Oh hey Mal, what’cha got there-

Malleus, carrying a bunch of rocks: I have returned with a selection of rocks specifically chosen by me with which you can choose from! Please accept one as a beginning courting gift!

Y/N: …

Y/N, picking one of the rocks: This one. I like this one.

General Lilia who loves you so much that every time he leaves, he whispers a promise of coming back to you safe and sound.

General Lilia who spends his time keeping watch thinking about you and wondering if you’re safe and sound despite being the one in the front lines of a war that seemingly has no end.

General Lilia who always comes back to you first, dropping his gear the moment he sees you waiting for him and pulling you into his arms. His face buries itself in the crook between your neck and shoulder, pressing soft kisses and taking in your scent and your warmth as you laugh at his clinginess.

General Lilia who sighs in bliss as soon as his body hits the water of the springs. He sinks into it, feeling all the weariness wash away as he hears you in the background fussing over him and looking over his body for any injuries that he might have hidden.

General Lilia who collapses into the bed with you, his arms tight around your waist as he buries his head in your chest. His ear pressed upon the left side to hear the calming beat of your heart to remind him that they haven’t gotten to you yet and that you’re here and alive.

General Lilia who wakes up early as always, looking up at your sleeping expression from his place on your chest before pressing a soft kiss to your heart—his heart—then getting ready for another day on the field.

A/N: the brainrot is getting bad