VioletSwan_ink

@Oceanicdreamer  I tried it as close as possible and that this maybe rough, and just think of this as a fanfiction as I'm really fascinated, captured to write it down 

@Oceanicdreamer Night fell gently over the mansion.
            The stars beyond the glass stretched endlessly, quiet witnesses to a life that had fought for its existence.
            Inside the master bedroom, the world was smaller.
            More intimate.
            Softer.
            Landis lay against Xiao Sa, their bodies naturally fitting together as if shaped for this exact moment. Xiao Sa’s arm rested securely around his waist, hand splayed protectively over the curve of his belly.
            Even in rest, he guarded.
            “Your mother…” Landis murmured softly, eyes half-lidded as sleep slowly crept in. “We should visit soon.”
            Xiao Sa hummed quietly in response.
            “She hasn’t met Little Star yet,” Landis continued. “And… I should check my condition too. The changes…”
            His voice trailed off, thoughtful.
            Being an omega was still something new. Something evolving.
            Xiao Sa’s grip tightened slightly—not enough to hurt, just enough to reassure.
            “I’ll arrange it,” he said.
            Simple.
            Certain.
            Because anything concerning Landis… was never optional.
            Landis shifted closer, resting his head against Xiao Sa’s chest, listening to the steady rhythm beneath.
            “And the Star Allies,” he added softly. “They’ve been asking too.”
            Xiao Sa exhaled slowly.
            Work.
            Responsibility.
            The endless weight of command.
            Even here, it lingered.
            But not like before.
            Not suffocating.
            Not consuming.
            Because now, when he closed his eyes, this was what he returned to.
            Not war.
            Not duty.
            But them.
            “I’ll handle it,” he repeated.
            And he would.
            Because that was what he did.
            Protected.
            Provided.
            Endured.
            Landis smiled faintly, comforted by the certainty in his voice.
            Soon, silence settled between them—not empty, but full.
            Their breathing synced.
            Bodies relaxed.
            And in the quiet darkness, they drifted into sleep.
            Together.
            —

@Oceanicdreamer Softer.
            Landis quickly closed the floating interface with a flick of his fingers, the screen dissolving into light. Rising carefully from Xiao Sa’s lap, one hand instinctively supporting his belly, he moved forward just as Little Star reached him.
            “Little Star…” Landis’ voice carried a gentle firmness as he bent and scooped the child into his arms. “What are you doing here?”
            The child giggled, squirming happily as he clung to Landis’ neck.
            “Escap! Play! Papa, Dada!”
            His words tumbled over each other, proud and completely unapologetic.
            Landis sighed softly, though there was no real annoyance in it—only helpless fondness.
            “And your nannies?” he asked.
            Little Star shook his head vigorously, curls bouncing. “No! Find Papa!”
            Behind them, Xiao Sa had already stood.
            He moved closer without a sound, presence overwhelming in the quiet way only he could manage. His arms slid around Landis’ waist again from behind, instinctively drawing both him and the child closer.
            His chin rested lightly on Landis’ shoulder.
            And he breathed in.
            That cedar scent wrapped around him instantly, calming something deep and primal in his chest. Even now, even after a year, it grounded him.
            Centered him.
            Mine.
            The thought came unbidden, instinctual, as natural as breathing.
            His mate. His child.
            His family.
            Little Star noticed him then, tiny hands reaching out.
            “Dada!”
            Xiao Sa’s expression softened—barely, but enough.
            He reached out, brushing his fingers against the child’s cheek in a rare display of gentleness. “You shouldn’t run like that,” he said quietly, voice low but not harsh.
            Little Star only laughed.
            Because he knew.
            He was loved.
            And for a moment, the three of them stood there—wrapped in each other’s presence, untouched by the vastness of the universe outside.
            A perfect picture.

@VioletSwan_ink oh thank you, then I'll wait. I've been re reading this story offline , i really like it. 

@AzureiZhenMiyamura hello i will just complete the other story then i will continue this

@VioletSwan_ink Thank you

@Niesyaniessa slr title is "you plan to kill me with meng"

@VioletSwan_ink Hello sorry can you give the Chinese title for why do all the beast want me?

@YeolRiel Hii! Thank you luvs <3 glad you enjoyed them! More stories coming when I can ✨

It’s hard to explain, but just keep reading! When I first read it, I was confused too, but as I continued, I started to understand the flow of the story. This is why it became one of my favorites. Just trust me on this! <3