₊｡ ⊹˚∘˙○˚. ₊｡.₊ 🪡🎀

❞ Whether you like it or not, I love you ·̲

The letter arrived ...𝓁𝒾𝓀ℯ 𝒶𝓃ℴ𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝓊𝓃ℯ𝓍𝓅ℯ𝒸𝓉ℯ𝒹 𝓀𝒾𝓈𝓈 𝒻𝓇ℴ𝓂 𝒱𝒶𝓃𝒾𝓉𝒶𝓈. His words speared into the petite girl, causing a sensation in her stomach to tighten and ache. She whimpered a sweet little sound, body tensing as golden eyes glazed over the letter in her hands. She began to quiver, chest heaving in a manner that made her breasts bounce. Knees shook, and she fell on her legs.

… … 💭This was such a mega surprise, Vanitas, but may God help you… …because you are so adorable💕~

Jeanne quickly sat upright, the brightest smile on her face!! A kaleidoscope of butterflies frantically fluttered within the hollows of her heart. “Pfft!” she giggled while shaking her head, causing her hair to form a chaotic halo. “Are you trying to make me hate you again? Too bad!”

Jeanne wants to climb over him, pin his wrists to the floor, claim his mouth, & then force him to hammer dhampir babies through that sweet, soft spot at the end of her. She can just imagine his tomato red face as she praised him for being sooo good to her. She would help him release all his doctorly stresses. 🎵

Jeanne wants to mark him hers’ again, never letting him go. She can just imagine his sweet breath fanning the air, a mewling cry rattling out of him as vital fluid flooded his neck and dripped down, the wet squelch of her saliva echoing throughout the room. Then, she would tuck him into her own bed, keep him there, safe and warm all night.

Jeanne wiped the drool away with her sleeve.

ℳ𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑒.ღ

ℳ𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑒.ღ 𝐺𝑛𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑦~! 𝐹𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛 𝑑𝑜 𝑖𝑡 𝑋𝐷𝐷𝐷𝐷𝐷 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝐽𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙! 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑔𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑎𝑦 “𝐿𝑒𝑡’𝑠 𝑏𝑒 𝑓𝑢𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠!”, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑙𝑦, 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑎 “𝑘𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑚𝑖” ~(^\\o\\^)~

My muse randomly appeared with animal features! Send a:

-🐱 to find my muse with cat ears and tail

-🐯 to find my muse with big cat ears and tail

-🐶 to find my muse with dog ears and tail

-🐺 to find my muse with wolf ears and tail

-🦊 to find my muse with fox ears and tail

-🐰 to find my muse with bunny ears and tail

-🐮 to find my muse with cow ears/horns and tail

-🐏 to find my muse with sheep ears/horns and tail

-🕊️ to find my muse with bird wings and tail

-🐊 to find my muse with a reptilian tail

-🦇 to find my muse with bat ears and wings

-🦋 to find my muse with butterfly/moth wings and antennae

-🦌 to find my muse with deer ears/antlers and tail

₊｡ ⊹˚∘˙○˚. 𓍼 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔

˚∘˙○˚｡ ⊹˚∘ ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 —-----𝔸𝕥 ℂ𝕒𝕣𝕓𝕦𝕟𝕔𝕦𝕝𝕦𝕤 ℂ𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕝𝕖…

Jeanne’s brows furrowed, nose slightly scrunched up in the most adorable way. Her lips pursed, annoyance bubbling in her chest as she read Vanitas’ reply letter.

Dropping the letter down to her side, she walked down the hallway, avoiding eye contact with curious castle guards. Oh, how she waited for Vanitas to answer such an embarrassing question. Depending on his answer, she would’ve been able to gather more information on his weakness.

Instead, he—-- “Water shows… huh?” she asked out loud, unable to suppress her frustration. Suddenly, her breathing came out in short trembling patterns.

.˚ ̥ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ.˚ ̥

—-----𝔹𝔸ℕ𝔾!!

The window of Vanitas and Noe’s room opened with such force, and a gust of wind whooshed inside the room immediately. It whipped Jeanne's hair around her face. It released the red velcro of her chalk white battle dress, revealing more of her gorgeous legs. It cooled the heated skin of her small frame.

❝𝐖𝐇𝐘 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍?! 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐂𝐎𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐋𝐘 𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓?!❞

The wind settled... ...as if Jeanne's voice had commanded it.

She bit her lip, suppressing further outbursts, except for a tiny exasperated huff. She then breathed a lung full of air, a scowl on her face as she descended from the window.

Jeanne looked around the room for Vanitas. The air was standing still. She noticed dust particles flowing around, encased in the softest light coming from the window. The spring sun’s calmness enveloped her; in fact, it seemed to purify any leftover anguish heat within her. This is the City of Flowers. This is Paris. This is where humans reside: 𝓥𝓪𝓷𝓲𝓽𝓪𝓼' 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓭. She has returned ｡ ⠀ ｡ ⠀ ｡

Her nose picked up the faint scents~ ...Of clean soap. ...Of men’s cologne.

A light pink blush dusted her doll-like countenance.

₊｡ ⊹˚∘˙○. 𓂃 ࣪˖𐀔 ╰₊ ✧𓂂 ҉ㅤ ᴵ̷ ᶠ̷ᵒ̷ʳ̷ᵍ̷ᵒ̷ᵗ̷ ᴵ̷ ʷ̷ᵃ̷ˢ̷ ᵃ̷ ...𝓓𝘰𝘭𝘭.

She presses the button. She presses it again. Press… Press. Press.

Jeanne couldn't send her message anonymously. He definitely did this on purpose (specifically for her). However, she still decided to send one anyway. 𝐼𝑓 ℎ𝑒'𝑠 𝑎 𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑛, he would answer…

❝Ahem. Would you rather: (a) someone accidentally sees you showering? or (b) someone accidentally sees you sitting at les toilettes?❞

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Of course it could have been a trap, but Vanitas had the answer ready.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❞ You weren't careful, 𝘭𝘢𝘱𝘪𝘯 . I can keep my promises, but you know I want something in return ·̲·̲·

And in that case, the doctor would guarantee her privacy, but first he wanted to know what he was supposed to keep for himself, the object of a kind of blackmail disguised as a pact, the knot in a rope that tied the makers of the deal, where each, at this point, was trying to pull the other's end into his own fist as well. Apparently, the burly vampiress was trying to rebel against the human's monopoly, but her peculiar defiance was not enough to deter him, on the contrary; this became the amusing manifestation of a feeling of irritation dug deep into his delight, annoyingly stinging her and pushing her in a desperate attempt to confuse him, to upset him: practically an irresistible invitation to persevere, for the executioner, a facet that added to the game, making it lively, never still and boring, even more exciting, fuelling Vanitas' curiosity, which he shamelessly makes no secret of.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❞ I am very intrigued. Let me see how long you are able to resist ·̲

⠀⠀⠀An annoyingly provocative sensuality as such, inherent in the blatantly natural behaviour of everything Vanitas possesses, now finds its climax in the tilted skull, all the rest of the body soft to release, into the upper block, its seductive energy, which corrupts the face, drenched in a disrespectfully flirtatious smile.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❞ You could have been more direct and made an explicit request. Do you like water shows ͟?

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

⩍ℝ𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕘𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝔻𝕠𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕚𝕢𝕦𝕖, ℂ𝕙. 𝟙𓂂𓏸 ♡ . ࣪ 𝕵𝖊𝖆𝖓𝖓𝖊 𝟏.𝟎 (𝖇𝖊𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖊 𝖋𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖎𝖓 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊) w/ @docteur-vanitas

At the rooftop of Hotel Chou Chou, the couple stood a few meters apart…

On this quiet evening, Jeanne stood like a wildflower caught in a breeze. Molten golden eyes narrowed in defiance, enhancing the beauty that swelled in her presence, as if she were woven from the very stars themselves. A delicate, creamy thigh emerges from the slit of her flowing white gown, kissed tenderly by the light of the Blue Moon.

“Tch…” Her gaze flickered with an intense, angry red. Her fists balled up at her sides. “Alright. Well, here and now, I’ll break one of your bones. Then, I’ll cut off that ridiculous rat tail and offer it to Dominique-sama. A convenient woman to Noe, huh? Who exactly do you think you are to be saying something like that towards Dominique-sama?!” She ran forward, her hand reaching out to grab him.

𝕵𝖊𝖆𝖓𝖓𝖊 𝟏.𝟎 (𝖇𝖊𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖊 𝖋𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖎𝖓 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊) w/ @docteur-vanitas

“Vanitas ୧(˶˃ᴖ₍ •͈ )ᕗ You said these rude words! For Dominique-sama, I demand a fight with you! -Jeanne💝” *vampire hiss*

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❞ …A fight, Jeanne? I'm really curious to find out more ·̲·̲·

⠀⠀⠀

₊｡ ⊹˚∘˙○˚.∘ ˙○˚. ₊｡ ⊹ 𓍼 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 ˚∘˙○˚｡ ⊹˚∘ ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔

—-----𝕍𝕒𝕟𝕚𝕥𝕒𝕤, 𝕤𝕒𝕪 "𝕪𝕖𝕤~"?

Jeanne swallowed thickly, tasting the desire in the back of her throat.

“'Want it,” she whispered softly, “I want it so, so bad. Vanitas…” Her voice tapered off as he walked farther and farther away. THUD—-

She crashed onto the floor with a dry hit, breasts bouncing as she ached for air. She’s a squirming mess, soft and caressable in all the right places with sweaty, silky locks sticking to her face.

“I need to feel your blood inside me…”

She crawled towards the bed, towards him. She was desperate to achieve that happy, gooey, honey feeling in her body.

Finally, at Vanitas’ feet, she sat up. Her thighs parted, cheeks a pretty crimson. Her eyes glowed with the eternal red moon. And she remained there with an absolute look of lust-induced stupor on her face. Her eyes shifted to his neck, its girth leaving her salivating. Just from this distance, she could feel the warmth radiating from it. And for a second, she thought she saw it twitch, vying for attention. She couldn’t wait to make it twitch more; it would twitch and twitch and twitch if her hot, fleshy tongue rubbed against it. She would make it leak. No, a big, warm load would spurt into her mouth. Jeanne can just imagine his deliciousness painting the pink tunnel of her mouth. She swallows the saliva pooled on her tongue.

“I want to taste you again. Vanitas, don’t you want it, too?” Her voice played the sweetest kind of music. “You’re not willing..?” She was confused. She thought that he also loved using her for his own pleasure. She thought he loved the feeling of her milking every last drop of his vitality onto her beautiful face. If he coaxes her, then the command would quickly sink deep into her bones. The kindness would bring her absolute happiness~ Suddenly—--

Vanitas felt something wet lick his knee. Her tongue glided over its curve, forming a thin, slick sheen. She whines, just because she can. She expects anger or retaliation to settle on his face. Still, she dares to ask:

“If you're excited, lay down on the bed…? Don't you want me to squeeze it all out of you?”

The sick little thing only continued to stare up at him with those starry little doe eyes, lips glistening. She can sense it. She can sense that she is so close. She can almost hear the bed creak violently. He just needs to let her squeeze out every drop of him. He just needs to say "yes".

.˚ ̥ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ.˚ ̥

₊｡ ⊹˚∘˙○. 𓂃 ࣪˖𐀔 ╰₊ ✧𓂂 ҉ㅤ ᴵ̷ ᶠ̷ᵒ̷ʳ̷ᵍ̷ᵒ̷ᵗ̷ ᴵ̷ ʷ̷ᵃ̷ˢ̷ ᵃ̷ …𝓓𝘰𝘭𝘭.

She presses the button. She presses it again. Press… Press. Press.

Jeanne couldn't send her message anonymously. He definitely did this on purpose (specifically for her). However, she still decided to send one anyway. 𝐼𝑓 ℎ𝑒'𝑠 𝑎 𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑛, he would answer…

❝Ahem. Would you rather: (a) someone accidentally sees you showering? or (b) someone accidentally sees you sitting at les toilettes?❞

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Of course it could have been a trap, but Vanitas had the answer ready.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❞ You weren't careful, 𝘭𝘢𝘱𝘪𝘯 . I can keep my promises, but you know I want something in return ·̲·̲·

And in that case, the doctor would guarantee her privacy, but first he wanted to know what he was supposed to keep for himself, the object of a kind of blackmail disguised as a pact, the knot in a rope that tied the makers of the deal, where each, at this point, was trying to pull the other's end into his own fist as well. Apparently, the burly vampiress was trying to rebel against the human's monopoly, but her peculiar defiance was not enough to deter him, on the contrary; this became the amusing manifestation of a feeling of irritation dug deep into his delight, annoyingly stinging her and pushing her in a desperate attempt to confuse him, to upset him: practically an irresistible invitation to persevere, for the executioner, a facet that added to the game, making it lively, never still and boring, even more exciting, fuelling Vanitas' curiosity, which he shamelessly makes no secret of.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❞ I am very intrigued. Let me see how long you are able to resist ·̲

⠀⠀⠀An annoyingly provocative sensuality as such, inherent in the blatantly natural behaviour of everything Vanitas possesses, now finds its climax in the tilted skull, all the rest of the body soft to release, into the upper block, its seductive energy, which corrupts the face, drenched in a disrespectfully flirtatious smile.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❞ You could have been more direct and made an explicit request. Do you like water shows ͟?

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

ℳ𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑒.ღ Lately, I’ve grown weary of other Jeanne roleplayers using my art. The first story felt almost too surreal to believe. (x\\o\\x) I should’ve listened to my Vanitas… So, I’ve turned my attention to softer things: swooning over Vanitas and pouring love into my little hentai comic. I’m hoping to finish the comic by the end of the month, though I’ve also begun some new business projects.

Lately, I’ve been focusing a lot on my mental health. I'm finally starting to understand why things happened the way they did—it pushed me to grow and fight for a better version of myself.

I’ve also been learning how powerful mindset is. Even visualizing small details or how I’d handle fears makes a difference. There’s so much helpful info out there—free and from people who genuinely care.

I’m even trying out “reality shifting.” It might sound weird, but after feeling like a shell for so long, I’m willing to try anything to be kinder to myself. I still remember envying people just for being able to go outside. I never want to feel like that again. If you’ve supported me or wished me well, thank you. I really appreciate it and wish the same for you.

Apparently, today is special—the moon and Neptune are aligned for the first time since the 1930s. Kind of cool. (o\\-\\o)

Hi, I'm Marianne aka 𝒂𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒏. ✨ VaniJeanne Artist & Roleplayer⁽ᴶᴱᴬᴺᴺᴱ⁾. ENFJ, she/her. To interact with Jeanne, click 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖.

I love my 𝒱𝒶𝓃𝒾𝓉𝒶𝓈, being fed, edm, nature, & femininity. The ocean has a special place in my heart. I draw henti sometimes.. ♡(•͈ ₋₍•͈ )

Meet the Artist ➤ Carrd? Gallery? Drafts?

☽︎︎.*·̩͙ DO NOT USE MY ART: Hola, especialmente a otros Jeanne Roleplayers:

🔔 Soy artista VaniJeanne Marianne (apron). NO USE mi arte, especialmente para roleplay (•͈ o₍•͈)!

​ ​ ♡ ̆̈ Important Update, 5/14/2025: ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ YES, COMMISSIONS ARE OPEN! ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ I draw VaniJeanne—with monochrome ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ sketch only. For example, image above. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ No sex, but I draw nudity—$50. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ Due to trauma, I might require my Vanitas ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ to overlook the DM. Details in Carrd.

ℳ𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑒.ღ I found out that we can directly post our nsfw art... in CARRD! Therefore, I will move all art into My Carrd. I looked at other artists' Carrds. I saw uncensored stuff ~(^\\~\\^)~ In X, [ @docteur-vanitas ]ᴹʸ ᴮᵃᵇʸᵍᶦʳˡ and I are writing Chapter 2: Bourreau x Chasseur together. I love psycho killer Chasseur so much! ♡(•͈ ﹃₍ •͈ )

Ｔｒｕｔｈ ｓｅｒｕｍ！🍷 Ａｓｋ ｈｉｍ ａｎｙｔｈｉｎｇ ａｎｄ ｈｅ ｗｉｌｌ ｂｅ ｆｏｒｃｅｄ ｔｏ ａｎｓｗｅｒ ｈｏｎｅｓｔｌｙ

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ❞ You didn't have to ·̲ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀But Amelia's soup had a side effect. Her apologies (for doing right by him) rang in Vanitas' ear.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❞ What... ? !̲

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