{ — ♡( … ) ; THELITTLEAPRON › an independent, public, [ &&. ] selective blog of canon-divergent JEANNE from "The Case Study of Vanitas". Sporadic activity [ &&. ] I’m ok with slow replies. Please read guidelines before interacting. No uses mi arte para roleplay, por favor (•͈ ᴗ₍•͈ )

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affiliates: [ @blccdreader ], [ @rfortissimo ]

              GUIDELINES JEANNE Let's RP! ⌯⌲

|| ⋆｡‧˚ʚ🍓ɞ˚‧｡⋆ 𝙼𝚄𝙽 𝚅𝚂 𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙴

I decided to just answer all of this for both myself and my muse—as a dash game. Tagging: @docteur-vanitas @blccdreader @lilymultimuse @rfortissimo @olivier-obsidiani @altusaveroigne @forgottentenant @indeliblepromise @jjevaudan @rannengen

Homebody or traveler? mun: More of a homebody. Jeanne: "Same!"

Favourite comfort food? mun: Angel hair pasta with marinara. Jeanne: "Oh Vanitas~"

Morning person or night owl? mun: Morning person. Jeanne: "Morning person!"

Pets — yes or no? mun: Yes! Jeanne: "A pet... for me?!" (•͈ ᗜ₍•͈ )

Favourite book or story? mun: The Case Study of Vanitas. Jeanne: "Currently... Sleeping Beauty!"

Go-to catchphrase? mun: (๑ᵔᴗ₍ᵔ๑) Jeanne: (๑ᵔᴗ₍ᵔ๑)

How do you show affection? mun: I give my time/energy/presence, physical touch, words of affirmation, I'm soft... Jeanne: "Same!"

Favourite song right now? mun: "Give You Up" by Tim Schaufert. I like the song because it's beautiful and sensual, but it might be negatively affecting my mind so I don't listen to it as often anymore. Jeanne: "Anything! I love music!"

Do you believe in fate? mun: Mostly, but I also believe we can choose to go against fate. Jeanne: Fate. Absolutely!

Would you rather be the hero, villain, or antihero? mun: Hero. Jeanne: "Hero, of course!"

How do you handle bad days? mun: I hide. Jeanne: "I find the person creating the bad day and force them to make it a good day again!"

Fight or flight? mun: Flight. Jeanne: "Fight!"

Perfect day off? mun: Somewhere face-to-face with people I love. Jeanne: "Anywhere with Luca-sama and Dominique-sama! Then, an evening of me and Vanitas consummating our love!"

Biggest fear? mun: Secret! Jeanne: "Secret!"

Do you think you’re lucky? mun: Usually, yes. Jeanne: "Yes!"

A regret you’d undo if you could? mun: Um... For some reason, I can't think of my own regrets. This word slightly triggered me, but I'll do my best to have a good rest of my day ~(•͈ ‸₍•͈ )~ Jeanne: "That I didn't tell my parents to let me come with them."

What makes you feel alive? mun: Sunlight in a quiet room, beaches during sunset, & an animal's affections. Jeanne: "Tea time with Luca-sama and Dominique-sama!"

Guilty pleasure? mun: I wish I can say Vanitas' blood, too, but I'm not a vampire. Sadly, it is pig's blood and raw salmon... but the bodies of pigs are similar with humans, and the Japanese don't usually eat raw salmon (•͈ ~₍•͈ ) Jeanne: "Vanitas' blood!" ♡(•͈ ᴗ₍•͈ )

Are you good at following rules? mun: I do my best. Jeanne: "I do my best!"

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song !

꒰ ୨୧ ꒱ ⸝⸝ Summary: On a quiet beach at night, Jeanne wanders barefoot along the shoreline until bioluminescence begins glowing beneath her feet. Believing Vanitas could be nearby, she softly calls out his name. ﹒ 　 ⊹ 　⤷ cw: ?

Jeanne's joyful heart nearly sent her hurtling into his arms. She wanted to close the distance—to steal a kiss or tease him with a playful vampire nip. Instead, she clasped her hands behind her back. She gave a tender smile. Her eyes glowed like candlelit honey, the gentle warmth contrasting the night's endless black. "I missed seeing the sea. It's been so long."

The silver wind lifted strands of rose-colored hair as the tiny waves whispered against the shore.

"…Don't you feel like home here? This blue light… Vanitas, is it because of the Blue Moon?" Jeanne took a few steps toward him, her gaze never leaving the tide-drenched sand around her bare feet. Every step awakened quiet blue constellations beneath her feet which would quickly melt back into the night.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❞ I want to make you bleed ·̲·̲· he moans .

⠀⠀⠀How your little heart is pounding now, 𝑙𝑎𝑝𝑖𝑛? How willing are you to beg? You want to fight back, yet confusion seems to paralyze you… Isn't that right? Hehe…

⠀⠀⠀ℝ𝕀ℙ—--

⠀⠀⠀Sudden as lightning, a dagger stroke; swift, painless, masterful; it doesn't sink, but slices the surface, peeling back the flesh and opening Jeanne's collar. A red streak, pulsing with fresh life, tears across her porcelain hue, while the breasts bounce, revealing, in the wide neckline, a hint of curves, each pressing its fullness against the other. Holding the dagger's hilt in his gloved hand, he sensually spreads his fingers to gently guide the nape of Jeanne backward, her spine resting against the downward-pointing blade.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❞ I will collect your penalty in your blood !͟ A smile with which he wants to penetrate her, without shame. ❞ It seems only fair that I get to know what it tastes like too !͟

𐙚𝐏𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞 - 𝐜𝐡 𝟏﹒ 𝐀𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞: 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐫 𝐱 𝐁𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐮 ◜♡﹒﹒𝐁𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠﹒𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞﹒𝐕𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐬

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song !

꒰ ୨୧ ꒱ ⸝⸝ Summary: ﹒ 　 ⊹ 　⤷ cw: violence, erotic content, sensual descriptions, bloodplay, sadism, partial nudity, captivity

"…Vincent..?"

Jeanne's voice came breathier than intended, soft lips parted in a delicate little 'o' that begged to be kissed. Pale golden eyes widened, luminous and searching through the human's ocean blue depths for the truth in his words.

"What type of penalty is this? Taste my blood...?"

She shifted, arching her back just enough to make her breasts strain against tight fabric. She felt her blood trickle down one breast. She whimpered, imagining the feeling of his tongue pressed on her skin—hot, insistent, tasting her blood… A blush bloomed across her cheeks. Her thighs slightly rubbed together as her breath came faster—heaving, rising, falling—almost offering herself to him with every trembling inhale.

...Pearly white fangs flashed. Hsssss!! "Or was your plan to kill me after all?” Golden eyes watered, shimmering like honey in sunlight. Tears gathered at the corners, making her look devastatingly fragile. Of course, everything makes sense now! Any chasseur would want the chance to kill the notorious bourreau, the Hellfire Witch. His caring acts, his smiles… the food he fed her! All those croissants that he gave her this past week! It was all to gain her trust! And the reason she is paralyzed now? It must've been that refreshing drink, the bitter that he gave her earlier!

She's going to die. Jeanne used all her strength to escape. She falls hard onto the wooden floor, silky pink hair sprawling everywhere: "Agh!"

The hem of her dress had settled high above her waist. Exposed thigh-high stockings gripped creamy skin, leading Vincent's gaze upward to shapely buttocks presented like an offering. But the best part? Her delicate black panties. Jeanne writhed to fight the paralysis—slowly, helplessly—feminine nails scratching against wood, back arching to thrust her breasts upward, panting breaths making them quiver. The friction against the floor were tearing the lace of her panties, dangerously exposing the bare curve of her hip.

But she couldn't move her little body forward (˶°´  ˘ `˶) oh no! Vanitas sta davvero per abbandonare completamente la sua persona sadica e diventare un piccolo umano sottomesso e breedable solo perché il suo mun non sa cosa scrivere dopo?!

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song ! ꒰ ୨୧ ꒱ ⸝⸝ Summary: Jeanne is interested in Maria's bow. What will happen? ﹒ 　 ⊹ 　⤷ cw: stalking

Unbeknownst to Maria, a little vampire girl had lingered in the shadows of Paris for nearly an hour, waiting for the moment she would be completely and utterly alone.

As the clouds slowly parted and the blood-red moon bathed the streets in crimson, the child emerged from the darkness.

"Miss… that's so cool! What is it?!" she asked, pointing at the chasseur's bow. Her smile revealed pearly white fangs. Suddenly, she starts running towards Maria. [ @lilymultimuse ]

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song !

꒰ ୨୧ ꒱ ⸝⸝ Summary: Is Jeanne nosy about Chloe x JJ, or is she trying to get some intel for something else? ﹒ 　 ⊹ 　⤷ cw: ?

It's such a beautiful summer day in Paris. So beautiful. Oh, so beautiful. Jeanne takes a dainty little sip from her teacup. There was an empty teacup and a teapot of chamomile tea in front of her—in case Chloe may want some. "Thanks for meeting me here, Chloe! Feel free to order what you want! Luca-sama said to put everything in his tab! I wanted to ask... since you've lived together in the same house with Jean-Jacques for a long, long time, could you tell me what married life is like?" ♡(•͈ ᴗ₍•͈ ) [ @forgottentenant ]

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song !

꒰ ୨୧ ꒱ ⸝⸝ Summary: Little Jeanne from the past has come to make Jean-Jacques' and Chloe's lives a living hell. Let's just say that she found an amulet in Ruthven's study that allows her to travel to the future... ﹒ 　 ⊹ 　⤷ cw: ingestion risk, personal space intrusion?

In the blink of an eye, Jeanne consumes the candy (with the wrapper on). And so the excited little girl's hands start digging into his pockets: "That was yummy! Chloe's doggie is so kind!"

𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑴𝑼𝑵 𝑨𝑵𝑺𝑾𝑬𝑹𝑬𝑫...

﹒ 　 ⊹ 　⤷ cw: nsfw roleplay, adult themes

I initially felt pressure to be a good writer and fit in with "all the cool kids." When I started rp as Louis (from VNC), I hid my writing insecurity behind comedy, hoping the other vnc roleplayers would like me even if my writing wasn't great.

Everything changed when I switched to Jeanne. Although Vanitas was often surrounded by people wanting his attention, he still made time for me. He was incredibly patient as I experimented with different writing styles, and he defended my writing when a few people criticized my portrayal of Jeanne—although we had nothing more than a simple student–tutor relationship. Looking back, I think that encouragement was what finally made me stop worrying about fitting in and start having fun.

Les Machines de L’Isle

There is a little note inside that reads. Like little screws lost in the grass, to be found by the crows, and gifted to the curious, though small, may link an extension worthy of a connection. Where will your gears turn and will they be enveloped in the steamy breath of France?

𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑴𝑼𝑺𝑬 𝑨𝑵𝑺𝑾𝑬𝑹𝑬𝑫...

Her lashes lower first, curiosity folding through her like a slow breath. Her fingers trace the edge of a ticket… Les Machines de L’Isle?! She had seen an advertisement with the Grand Duke Luca.

“I-I can go…?” she whispers, “But who is this from…?”

𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑴𝑼𝑵 𝑨𝑵𝑺𝑾𝑬𝑹𝑬𝑫... Something that fully pulls me into the present moment, making me happy as the main character of my story?

Being in the beach. Bonus points if there's a beautiful sunrise or sunset.

When an animal makes me feel chosen. Like, "I hate everyone else except you. So I'm going to follow you, sing for you, and let you pet me." Bonus points if everyone told me beforehand that it was a dangerous animal.

Thank you to everyone who played the game! I'd love to read everyone else's turn! Here are the results:

🥐 I have a sense of direction that would make NOÉ proud. 🥐🥐 Like JEANNE, I can eat an absurd amount of food. 🥐🥐🥐 Like VANITAS, I've had illegal drugs pumped into my body.

I've always avoided drugs because I knew I was the type to get addicted to things I consume (i.e., food and drinks). Recently, I've also become more nervous about taking medications after having a really bad reaction to a pill. I wouldn't wish the feeling of an itchy spine on anyone.

CONGRATULATIONS, @docteur-vanitas & @jjevaudan ! YOU CAN COLLECT HER PENALTY!

(っ˶´ ˘ `c) Looking for help designing your Tumblr RP blog? Tiny appreciation post for 𝒱𝒶𝓃𝒾𝓉𝒶𝓈 ... I've been asking him for help with my Tumblr RP blog designs, and every time I'm impressed by how good he is at making things look clean, aesthetic, and fitting the character's vibe.

If anyone's looking for someone to help with Tumblr roleplay blog graphics/layouts or visual design, I'd honestly recommend him—and he can also adapt his style for OOC blogs or fanfic blogs. He's really thoughtful with details and somehow always manages to make everything feel polished without losing the personality of the character.

I'm a very happy client! ♡

Knowing your writing partner can potentially make writing together a lot easier! BASICS

Name: Marianne, or Jeanne / Apron Pronouns: She/Her Sexuality: Demisexual Taken or single: 𝒱𝒶𝓃𝒾𝓉𝒶𝓈 ♡

THREE FACTS 1. I created the VaniJeanne zine. 2. I'm drawn to coastal places and colorful skies. Actually, I'm intensely San Diegan. 3. I tend to naturally bring people into deeper conversations without trying when we’re talking in person.

RP EXPERIENCE

How long? (months/years) Since the day I met Vanitas—December 2022 to now (June 2026), about 3.5 years. He was my RP teacher. It started as admiration towards him, then playful teasing (like jokingly tagging him everywhere with “come here, puppy~”). Over time, our VaniJeanne dolls' dynamic became very intense and angsty. Platforms you've used: X, Facebook, Tumblr. (Tell me if you're on X or FB too?) Best Experience: Tumblr. The community feels more calmer and collaborative!

MUSE PREFERENCES

Male or Female: I prefer female. However, fun fact: my first VNC muse was Louis. So my first vnc rp kiss was... yaoi. I did it to indulge everyone who thought Vanitas x Vanitas was sexy. But for Vanitas... I kinda want to ask him: did you accept because of peer pressure? ♡(•͈ ᴗ₍•͈ ) Fluff, Smut, or Angst: ...♡(•͈ ﹃₍ •͈ ) Vanitash, this question says "smut". Plots or Memes? Memes lately, though I'd really love to fill my blog with more plotted threads. Long or Short replies? Either! It's never about length for me; it's about creating something beautiful together. Best time to write? A little drink in hand, soft music playing, and the feeling that the world is gentle. Are You Like Your Muses? Honestly, I'm curious about what parts of me don’t feel like Jeanne to you. We definitely don't look the same.