♡Genshin Impact Headcannons♡ (HuVenYanSchl Edition)

♤break me♤ TW: mentions of bl00d and murd3r and self h@rm

If the characters in HuVenYanSchl snapped, how would they cope with insanity and what made them snap?

👻Hu Tao👻

♤needing more clients, the funeral parlor director picks up a shovel before giggling to herself quietly. She'll show everyone in liyue that she's not one to make fun of. Besides, they're all just afraid of dying.
♤"silly churl, Billy churlish, silly-billy hilichurl~ frilly churl, chilly churl~

She sings her special song as she buries her victims deep underground, blocking out their screams of terror. Now she has lots of clients! Isn't that grand?

🍃Venti🍃

♡no. No more. No more being a nice little bard. Nice boys always finish last. Clutching his head, he threw his head back and screamed, loud enough for the entirety of mondstadt to hear. Sliding to the ground, he rocks back and forth as he mutters to himself incoherent speech. The traveler rushes to his side and looks at him. Venti starts to giggle softly, still looking down.

♡"hehe...heh...r-ring around the rosie~ pocket full of posie~ ashes, ashes~ we all fall DOWN!! hhhhehehehEHEHEAHHAHAHA!!!!"

♡his laughter increases as he hums and sings to himself a random song. It reminded him of signora's downfall, which just made him even more crazy. Wrapping his hands around his face, he looked towards the sky and laughed. It was a laugh that did not sound like venti at all. It was full of insanity and madness. Being unable to control himself, he let loose.

♡the wind tore at everything and everyone it felt, buildings flying and people screaming in terror. Venti stood up with a sadistic grin, looking around amidst the chaos he created. Now everyone knew who he was. Now, everyone would give him the respect he damn well deserved. No one is going to make fun of him for being so simple and stupid. Because he was a God.

He was Lord Barbatos, the Anemo Archon and the God of Freedom.

"May Barbatos forgive you." He whispered, before giggling to himself.

"And I certainly won't~"

📕Yanfei📕

⚠️ SLIGHT SPOILER WARNING FOR THE PERILOUS TRAILS EVENT⚠️

⚠️HEAVY GORE WARNING ⚠️

♧It wasn't a difficult case that drove yanfei up the wall. It was actually the side effects of being in the chaotic space in the Chasm that made her lose her mind. She hadn't slept or eaten in days underground and it wasn't helping that a friend of yanfei's was talking her ear off.

♧"hey Yanfei! Why are you so quiet? You usually are the one talking so much. Whats wrong? Did something happen? Is it my fault? Whe-"

"SHUT UP!" yanfei shouted in the middle of the liyue plaza. Everyone was looking directly at her, but alas she could care less. "JUST. SHUT. UP!!!" She grabbed the book she always carried with her and bashed her friend on the head, causing them to fall to the ground. Blood seeped out their head as yanfei continued to beat their skull in. Over and over and over again. Eventually, Yanfei's other good friend, Yelan, noticed the situation from afar and pulled her away from the dead body that was now lying cold on the ground. Yanfei ripped away from her and looked at Yelan with crazed, but sad eyes.

♧"STAY AWAY! I...I DON'T WANT TO HURT YOU TOO! JUST LEAVE ME ALONE! PLEASE!"

"Yanfei, it's ok. Don't be scared. It's me, Yelan. Do you remember me? I-"

♧She was cut off when she felt a large amount of heat over her head. Yelan looked up and her eyes widened. Yanfei's stamp and seal (aka her charged attack) was now over her head, ready to be slammed upon her. Yelan looked at a scared Yanfei, before she could react the stamp smashed her into the ground, blood and organs spraying everywhere onto yanfei and bystanders. Everyone fled away from the insane lawyer that stood in front of them. Yanfei lifted the massive seal to reveal what was left of Yelan: a giant pool of blood and acid, along with a little bit of organs. The only thing that remained of her clothes was the bright blue glowing bracelet Yelan always wore. Yanfei slowly picked it up and brushed the blood off. She smiled and put it into her pocket as a memoir of her dearest friend.

But her bloodlust was not yet satisfied...

🔎Fischl🔎 *slight bl00d warning and self h@rm

◇Fischl looked down at the mess she made. Bennett was lying on the ground, a small pool of blood staining his shirt. He coughed up blood from within his throat, which burned from any movement of the vocal cords. He turned towards fischl with outstretched hands.

◇Fischl was tired of everyone making fun of her speech and when she went investigating with Bennett, she snapped and accidentally struck him with Thundering Retribution.

"Fischl...I'm sorry." Bennett sputtered with blood in this throat. "Please...take care of Razor on my behalf, ok?"

The blonde girl rushed to his side, tears making a small river down her face. "No...no I'm sorry! I did not mean to do this I-"

"No. It's ok. Its...just...my...luck...." Bennett faded away in small particles of blue. Fischl tried to grab a few but to no avail. She sobbed heavily, breathing hard and shut her eyes.

◇why? How did this happen? Why would she take this out on her dearest friend? Fischl wailed harder, but it would not bring her friend back.

"I hate myself I hate myself I hate myself I hate myself I hate myself I hate myself I hate myself I hate myself I hate myself I hate myself I hate myself I hate myself I hATE MYSELF I HATE MYSELF I HATE MYSELF I HATE MYSELF I HATE MYSELF I HATE MYSELF I HATE MYSELF I HATE MYSELF I HATE MYSELF I HATE MYSELF I HATE MYSELF I HATE MYSELF I HA-"

◇She wouldn't stop screaming. She was literally beating herself up. Punching, ripping hair and skin off, anything she could to kill herself faster. Eventually, she laid eyes on a sharp stick. She grabbed it and aimed the sharp side towards her throat. Is this worth it? Is it worth leaving razor all by himself in Wolvendom? Is ANY of this AT ALL worth the pain of suicide?

In her case and mental state, yes.

She plunged the stick deep into her throat and puked up blood. Her vision turned red as she fell onto her hands and knees, coughing and choking and struggling to breathe. She ripped the stuck out of her neck, throwing up more blood and collapsed to the ground. She tried looking up, but her vision was so red and blurry and blood was pouring out of her mouth and throat. The last thing she heard before her world faded to black was a small and painful voice from a friend of hers:

"Purple girl...dying...?"

Haha it's almost 12am and I seem like I'm not alright. I'm ok :D I just felt like writing some good ol angst. Anyways, thank you so much for reading <33
-Vynnie