ℳ𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑒.ღ (/;\\~\\;)/ Someone Give Me Lucaaa!

A long, long time ago...

Jeanne, the Bourreau, gritted her teeth. At her sides, her fists balled tightly. Her entire petite frame trembled. And trembled.

"Okay. I think all these Chasseurs coming at me are trying to push my buttons. To teach me a lesson. To make me stronger..."

Jeanne turned around abruptly, long hair whipping in the air like a storm of rose de Mai petals. Anger seethed through her body, bristling just under her skin & begging to be set loose. She took a step forward, boots snapping twigs. Her breathing intensified. She bared her fangs, eyes glowing so bright, so red. You would think she was the wrathful 𝐑ed 𝐌oon's humanoid form ready to cause severe destruction to The World Formula.

"BUT CAN I JUST RELAX FOR ONE DAY?!" she yelled at the heavens above, "OR SHOULD I ASK THE VAMPIRE SENATE FOR MORE CASES TO ANNIHILATE?! THEREFORE, I CAN MORE EASILY IGNORE AND SMACK THESE HOLIER-THAN-THOU HUMANS ACROSS THE FACE?!"

ℳ𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑒.ღ

star apples! ~(^//~//^)~ yummy sugary sweetness! I can’t stop eating fruit!

I love seeing wild bananas, wild papayas, wild sweet potato plants, wild moringa, sapodilla… There are some jackfruit in the fridge, but I’m unsure if it’s only for 1 person. Totally unrelated, but today marks the first time that I tried to give myself some vampiric almond-shaped nails. Ah (>\\o\\<) I sucked.

ℳ𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑒.ღ Every time Vanitas' mind causes him to act like a Clever Little Sh*t. ♡(•͈ ﹃₍ •͈ ) I wish I had the time to collect every gif image of the moments this happened.

┊♡┊𝔸𝕋𝕋𝔼ℕ𝕋𝕀𝕆ℕ!! 🍞🍮 …𝐁𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐝. Private & selective. A roleplay account for the canon character JEANNE from “The Case Study of Vanitas”.

𝕊𝕀ℕ𝔾𝕃𝔼𝕊ℍ𝕀ℙ, with @docteur-vanitas 𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗹𝗲𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽? *vampire hiss* ୧(˶˃ᴖ₍ •͈ )ᕗ💢 He is MINE, and I am his'! We breed like monogamous rabbits! Also, I only drink HIS blood (so I won't drink another Vanitas' blood)🩸🩸🩸

𝐷𝑜𝑒 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑒𝑙𝑑 𝑎𝑛 𝑢𝑛𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑚𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒 𝑚𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑓𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑢𝑛𝑙𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑟. 𝑆ℎ𝑒’𝑠 𝑑𝑜𝑙𝑙-𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑒𝑐𝑡, 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑦 𝑝𝑢𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑡 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 & 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑎 𝑣𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑘 𝑜𝑓 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑠.

ℳ𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑒.ღ

ℳ𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑒.ღ

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.

₊｡ ⊹˚∘˙○˚. 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 ͟?

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

𝑎𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑛.ღ I forgot to post this drawing of my Vanitas @docteur-vanitas ~(^\\-\\^)~ ‎♡‧₊˚ Should I consider my art style to be like otome games? Also, I've been so indecisive about my signature. Maybe I'll use asian characters.

ℳ𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑒.ღ So far, there are 4 likes for Jeanne! Below, I answered! (•͈ o₍•͈ )! 1. Multiship or singleship? 𝕊𝕀ℕ𝔾𝕃𝔼𝕊ℍ𝕀ℙ, with @docteur-vanitas vampire hiss ୧(˶˃ᴖ₍ •͈ )ᕗ💢 He is MINE, and I am his'! We breed like monogamous rabbits! Also, I only drink HIS blood (so I won't drink another Vanitas' blood)🩸🩸🩸

2. Any rp pet peeves? When I previously had good thoughts about Jeanne roleplayers, maybe even offered to help them with something, and they had the audacity to try to steal something from me (e.g., art or @docteur-vanitas). This situation happens more often than you think, which confuses me. (>\\-\\<) Otherwise, I like chilling with the genuinely sweet Jeannes. This is strangely specific, but: If you're writing for your female muse, please take care not to use lustful words to describe my muse. I get nauseous.. 3. Favorite scenes to do? Relaxing scenes, where I get to write about the atmosphere... or nsfw, but only @docteur-vanitas has seen my "h*rny old man" style, which is also my favorite way to write nsfw. x\\D

4. Do you enjoy fluff or angst? Fluff, but I've written a couple of really dark angst in my Facebook roleplay account.

𝘼𝙨𝙠 𝙅𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙚!