Kazuha Just Come Home Okay?

The Gentle Snowfall

Just an Oc description post- Notes at the end.

Oc: Xīngxuě (惺雪)

Vision: Cryo

Weapon: Claymore

Occupation: Adventurer

A fellow adventurer who often finds herself in more trouble than intended.

Game mechanics

Character ascension materials:

Treasure hoarder insignia

Juvenile Jade

Glaze Lilies

Talent materials:

Spirit locket of Boreas

Teachings of Diligence

Treasure Hoarder insignia

Talents:

Normal attacks – Ancestral Bladework

Normal: 4 hit attack sequence

Spikes of frost: Sends ice spikes across to an enemy dealing Cryo damage. If the enemy is frozen or affected by Cryo it will deal +50%.

Avalanche of Ice: Plunges sword into the ground for 7 seconds. In those 7 seconds, mini spikes will appear around her in a circle dealing AOE Cryo DMG. If enemy is affected by Cryo or Frozen then +70% damage. Final spikes do x2 damage. She is unable to move for 5 seconds afterwards, and her defence is decreased by 75% for 10 seconds. Energy needed- 80

Icy Shelter: If Xīngxuě’s health falls below 50%, a shield will appear. It absorbs 30% of damage and 80% of Cryo damage. The Cryo status is applied.

Growing Blizzard: When her energy is above 50%, crit rate and energy recharge is increased by 10%.

Adventurer’s knowledge: Display’s all resources unique to Liyue on the mini map.

Constellation: Puerina Magna (subject to change)

C1: Chance of Snow - The amount of defence decreased after using Avalanche of Ice is reduced to 50%

C2: Long journeys - Spikes of Frost has a 50% chance to end its cooldown

C3: No time to rest - Increases level of Spikes of Frost by 3. Max level is 15

C4: Under the cover of clouds - Every time she hits an opponent affected by Cryo, gains +20% Crit rate for 10 seconds. Can occur every 15 seconds.

C5: Increasing Storm - Increases level of Avalanche of Ice by 3. Max level is 15

C6: Aftermath of the blizzard - After Avalanche of Ice is finished, Atk and Crit Dmg is increased by 20% for all party members for the next 30 seconds.

Voicelines:

Hello: I am Xīngxuě, an adventurer. *yawn* Alright, time to go back to sleep then.

When it rains: Let’s find shelter somewhere.

When thunder strikes: We should head to the city, or an inn.

When it snows: This should keep me awake.

Good morning: Mmm… I still feel tired

Good afternoon: Let’s go out now then.

Good evening: I’m starting to feel sleepy again.

Good night: *yawn* I’m going to bed. You should too.

About Xīngxuě - Fatigue: *yawn* What? Oh… Do I ever feel awake? Um….

About Us: I quite enjoy being with you. But there’s something almost otherworldly about you. Do you know what it is?

About Us: I think I like you. But… don’t you get tired of me sometimes?

About Visions: They’re useful, and suit their user. They are versatile. I feel as if someone noticed my worth, in the very least.

Something to share: Well, I have siblings too, 3 in fact. But we’re not related- not by blood at least.

Interesting things: Little things on my adventures make me feel happy. Like the rush of a waterfall, the setting of the sun, or birds singing in the trees.

About Childe: He’s not to be trusted. His smile doesn’t reach his eyes.

About Zhongli: We met through a small accident, and sometimes we meet randomly. Though as you probably know, he tends to drone on sometimes, which makes me feel rather tired.

About Xiao: He’s nice. He sometimes lets me sleep… Oh, forget about what I was saying before. Don’t question it.

Favourite food: I love minty meat rolls. They’re delicious. Especially once they’re nice and cold…

Least favourite food: I’d like to think that I’m not usually picky. But warm food makes me feel sleepy. It’s not that I hate it, it’s just an inconvenience.

Special Dish: Chilled mint rolls

Xingxue’s specialty. After savouring this cool dish, you can tell that it has been cooked with the utmost care. It leaves a cold sensation on the tounge as to which nothing else can compare.

Notes-

I am not a Chinese speaker and don't know any Chinese, so please tell me if I got the name wrong.

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it’s 4 am and i have class later 😔

he doesn’t work at the library but likes to sit there and bask in the peace from time to time. the rowdiness of the group he found himself accepted into was a nice change from his previous social life but even he needed a break. but you don’t know this. he’s just a mysterious fellow who peaks your interest.

sometimes you can catch him sitting near certain aisles nearby looking at books that were either, on purpose or not, on the top shelf or in a tall pile next to him. he jumps to get a few of them until the librarian came by to offer him a small ladder because, despite him being pretty quiet on his feet, she couldn’t ignore the rustle of clothes or view him moving about.

sometimes this woman comes in to ask him about something, her tall stature making him look smaller than he actually is but her presence is more inviting than intimidating with the proud look on her face. he smiles sometimes when they talk but she leaves him to his devices in the quiet sanctum.

one day he sits at the very edge of your table. you look around to see other empty ones to which he could have more space but he doesn’t seem to have made a mistake of choosing this spot. he makes quick work of laying out his books for the day, poetry and history this time though you don’t know exactly from who or when, and looks up to meet your gaze. you feel embarrassed to have been caught staring at him but he only gives you a kind smile in return.

the days go on like that.

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but you don’t know him. not yet at least.

he doesn’t know you, but he’s seen you before. in between classes amidst the passionate faces of your friends as they engage in a seemingly heated debate about miniscule things, your own is clear cut. more mellow than those about but equally interested all the same. but you come to this place on your own most times to study or simply relax.

sometimes he finds you in some aisles going through extra textbooks or practice books for your subjects with a permanent look of annoyance on your features. your eyes scan for minutes on end for that one cover because who wants to pay for things only to be used once that you’ll forget about after exams? you certainly don’t. but then again, it would be too good to be true to find it in the library.

sometimes a friend comes in excitedly to talk to you. you indulge his, he knew the name of this certain twin-braid student, poorly whispered words before he’s dragged out by the quiet one you are also friendly with and they disappear to leave you at peace. he sees the fond look you gives after them and a shake of your head at his antics before continuing your quiet time.

one day he finds you sitting alone and a sudden urge to take the corner seat of your table calls to him. call it a sign or whatever his books tell him and he takes the opportunity. he can’t necessarily look at you right away so he hides his eagerness and sets out his books. when he gives and looks up he’s seeing your surprised face all he can do is smile.

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you think he’s charming as he studies. he doesn’t wear any sort of glasses or anything but he does keep a pencil either rested on top of his ear or in his hand tapping against his lip as he concentrates.

but you try to stop yourself from staring. it’s rude and downright creepy and you don’t want to be dubbed as that type of person to a cute guy.

cute? yes, he was cute.

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he thought the same about you. cute. that’s why he takes the leap and flicks a paper over to your side of the table, folded up as neatly as he could with words written inside.

Now a peaceful time

Quiet and stagnant are we

Finally to rest

you raise an eyebrow in response and mouth back, “a haiku?” he nods at your quick discerning and asks: “how is it?” with your given location and how neither of you are even going above a light whisper, you mirror his nod.

“fitting.”

and your interactions stay just like that for a while. you show up at the library at the same time and take a seat at the same table. sometimes he passes little papers to you with more haikus, usually capturing the feeling you both are kept in while in quiet. sometimes they’re for jokes to untense your shoulders after hours of reading.

this is how you get to know him but you want to return the favor. so you make some of your own and the look of surprise on his face when he receives a flicked paper is priceless. he’s happy about it, too.

now, you could say that you talk outside of the library and get to know each other there. but the mystery and comfort in doing as you do now is what you both stick with. and there isn’t a problem about it.

days turn into weeks and weeks into months until the bright sun and heat from the outside morphs into falling snow and chilly wind. you know each other enough to be just past acquaintances but not enough to be really called, friends? you weren’t sure.

but he still flicks a paper towards you and instinctively you open it.

This moment is safe

Peering eyes do so wander

There maybe a chance

it may be that you’re so used to his writing but the message in this one feels a little different than the others.

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he can see your confusion and he stiffens. was it too obvious? this was supposed to be the build-up upon the countless messages he’s shown you and now he’s doubting himself.

getting to know you this way was fun and frankly very relaxing. quiet, limited talking, and basking in each other’s presence really solidified what he was feeling. truly. but he’s about to say “jk” until you smile. it’s a nice view.

so he basks in it.

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was it something you did? or said? sorry, wrote?

he doesn’t flick anymore papers to you and it could be because finals are slowly approaching and the books on his side are less about shakespeare and more about the fundamentals of calculus. he hates math, you know this from the papers he.

you realize now that you’ve never sent him one first and now might be a good time to do so but how? sure you’ve sent him haikus but they were, per say, not very good. well, it did take you ten minutes to realize what exactly syllables were until you knew what it was the whole time but couldn’t remember what it was called.

so you just stay still and write nothing. for now, you think back on his last message.

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two days. was two days enough to let you process that?

kazuha looks to the side from time to time to see what you’re doing as he fiddles with a paper he’s been meaning to send to you. you look up in feelings someone’s gaze on you, don’t know it’s really just a feeling, and catch him staring. an endearing flush comes about your face and he flicks the paper.

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you open it and your heart drops. a feeling in your chest you weren’t aware of is crumbling apart.

“there’s this person i like and i was wondering if you think they’d like this”

underneath is another haiku.

Soft lights from outside

Gathering in your presence

A beautiful view

your response is you desperately hiding your feelings. and you nod with a soft smile. he untenses and closes his eyes, grinning.

damn it. you really like him.

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the next day you leave at the same time which is weird. mostly because despite knowing each other for months on the exchange of paper, you never leave the library together. usually one of your friends comes to sweep you away and he stays an extra hour or two or vice versa. heck, you don’t even show up at the same hour. you just kind of find each other not knowing when the other arrived or if they had always been there.

now it’s awkward because you’re standing close to one another and can talk without the scolding of being loud, not that you ever were inside.

he heaves a sigh and digs into his pocket to pull out a pen and small paper. you give a look of confusion but allow him to finish. you really wanted to say something.

but the final note is here and with no table to slide it over to you he comes up with a last minute plan. reach over to you, he lightly flicks your forehead.

you jump and stare at him with wide eyes as he presents you with a neatly folded note in his hand for you to take.

unfolding it gingerly, you read:

Seeing you outside

A better view than before

Now it is all clear

it takes a while to put two and two together but he does it for you.

“so you never answered my question a few days ago,” his voice is calm and smooth, “did you like that haiku?”

I can't even describe how happy I am

If you don't have Kazuha already you will get him!

Waiting

The soft sand beneath your feet. The gentle waves rolling off the stones of the land. The faint sound of eagles soaring in the sky, unbound by the land. The scent of calm- as your friend would say- drifting with the breeze.

This was peace.

But if only the one you cherished most was here to enjoy this moment with you. A conversation you had only hours ago.

“Can’t you stay a while longer? It’s been a long time since we’ve seen each other…”

“You know I cannot.” He looked towards the sea. “Besides, I am indebted to Beidou for taking me in, even as a fugitive.”

“But still…”

You sighed. “Fine. Just… come back quickly, okay? I don’t know what I’d do if you didn’t come back soon.”

He tilted his head, “What you did before you met me?”

You shook your head, a smile creeping onto your face.

You sighed, drawing your knees up to your chest. If only he knew of how you waited for him. If only he knew how much you thought of him.

If only he knew how much you loved him.

But for now, you would have to settle for waiting.

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The Gentle Snowfall: Xīngxuě

Waiting

The soft sand beneath your feet. The gentle waves rolling off the stones of the land. The faint sound of eagles soaring in the sky, unbound by the land. The scent of calm- as your friend would say- drifting with the breeze.

This was peace.

But if only the one you cherished most was here to enjoy this moment with you. A conversation you had only hours ago.

“Can’t you stay a while longer? It’s been a long time since we’ve seen each other…”

“You know I cannot.” He looked towards the sea. “Besides, I am indebted to Beidou for taking me in, even as a fugitive.”

“But still…”

You sighed. “Fine. Just… come back quickly, okay? I don’t know what I’d do if you didn’t come back soon.”

He tilted his head, “What you did before you met me?”

You shook your head, a smile creeping onto your face.

You sighed, drawing your knees up to your chest. If only he knew of how you waited for him. If only he knew how much you thought of him.

If only he knew how much you loved him.

But for now, you would have to settle for waiting.

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Underneath The Moonlight

This is somewhat of a sequel to Waiting, but it doesn't have to be read first.

The familiar chatter of Liyue Harbour. The midday sun relentlessly shining down on the people. The boats sailing to and from the port.

Yet the one you were looking for was not there.

Pacing the wooden docks, your worries slowly grew.

He said he would be here last week… You thought to yourself. What is something bad happened along the way?! Maybe they got caught up in a storm… or maybe some bad pirates attacked them?

You jumped as you felt a tap on your shoulder. You quickly spun around hoping that it was him… but it was just someone asking if you were okay. The look of disappointment must have been evident on your face as they chuckled,

“Waiting for someone?”

“Oh, s-sorry. Yes, I am.”

“Well, I hope they come soon. I’ll see you around!”

“Y-yes, you too.”

They waved goodbye to you. You sighed, resuming your lookout for The Crux.

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It had been quite a few hours since you left the port, and you were almost ready to go home. After you had turned in your commissions, you decided to go to the small mountain east of Liyue Harbour for a while.

You could see the faint moon beginning to rise from where you sat, past sunset, but not quite night just yet. The wind blew through your hair, and the grass rustled beneath you. You leaned your back onto the ground and closed your eyes. You lay there for a few minutes until worries began to creep into your mind.

Where is he? You thought anxiously. Maybe… he’s just avoiding me. Maybe he just doesn’t want to see me. Yeah, that’s probably it. I should go home now, it’s getting late.

You brought your head up, only for it to collide into something hard. You winced at the sudden pain. Ow, You thought, bringing your hands up to your head. Just what were they doing?

The other person laughed, “Well, I didn’t expect that.”

Wait.

That voice…

Kazuha!?

“Wha…”, You gasped, “Kazuha!”

“Yeah, I’m back- hey! What are yo-?!”

His words got abruptly cut off you tackling him into a hug.

“I missed you! Where have you been!” You spilled out suddenly.

He chuckled and hugged you back, “Sorry, there was bad weather, so we couldn’t head out to sea. I’m sorry if I made you worry.”

You sighed, “It’s fine. Just don’t do that again. You promised you would come back soon, remember?”

“Well, I didn’t exactly promise, did I?”

You merely hummed, your hold on him tighter than before. It was just a slip of the tongue, but…

“I love you, Kazuha.”

His mouth was open, his gave fixed on you with wide eyes. Then his face relaxed and he brought you closer to him. He smiled gently, and whispered,

“I love you too.”

And there, you found love in each other's arms, underneath the moonlight.

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