Operetta Due has announced their newest series! Unsurprisingly, given their love of dark edgy themes and yanderes, the MC of this series will be a prisoner under the careful jurisdiction of several jailers…
This tainted love will be confined within sin and punishment…
A country resembling contemporary Japan exists in a certain universe.
After being falsely accused of murdering her own parents, the heroine of this story finds herself incarcerated and thrown into an infamously strict and severe prison.
Criminals who find themselves jailed in this institution are often imprisoned for life, and are even occasionally sold off to other people as slaves for a high price.
In a world that is plunged in darkness, will you be able to obtain genuine love? Or just insanity?
I keep seeing posts with people saying stuff like “If Crutchie couldn’t even come to the window, how was he on the top bunk Jack??????”
I dunno about you guys, but I imagine the reason might have something to do with the fact that Snyder is an abusive asshole who enjoys treating kids like crap.
I mean, think about it. Crutchie is practically dragged to the Refuge by his bad leg, he gets roughed around a bit more by Snyder, who keeps asking for information on the strike. Crutchie, of course, says nothing until Snyder decides to give his interrogation a rest for now. Crutchie is stripped of any personal belongings and is then told he’ll be escorted to his bunk. He’s practically carried there by Snyder and some other boys, he can hardly move after all. They get to the room, and looking around, there aren’t a lot of bunks open. There’s already at least three boys piled into each bed.
So Snyder decides to be a bit more horrible to the already suffering boy in hopes of making him give up the newsies plans and tells him he’ll be sleeping on the top bunk, to keep him “away from the vermin”.
And Crutchie’s face just goes really white as he realizes what’s actually happening, that he’s being punished further, but he doesn’t say anything because god knows Snyder doesn’t like “back talk”. So without a word, he limps over to the bunk and braces himself. Another boy, a bit taller than him, comes by to help. He doesn’t say a word, but he looks at Crutchie like he wishes he could do something. But instead, he boosts Crutchie up as quickly as he can so as to get it over with.
Crutchie nearly blacks out after he’s hoisted onto the top bunk. His ribs and leg are screaming, his vision is blurry, and he wants to cry because Jack promised he’d never end up in a place as terrible as this and he doesn’t know how long he’s going to last. He hears Snyder sneer something about being back to question him later, and how if anyone decides to take pity on the crippled boy and switch bunks with him they’ll find themselves sleeping in the cellar for a few weeks.
Crutchie sleeps fitfully after that, quick bouts of rest interrupted every time he shifts the wrong way and feels like he’s about to pass out from the pain. A day passes, and the next evening he finds himself writing to Jack, though he has no idea how he’d even manage to deliver a letter from inside the Refuge. When he finishes, it’s back to trying his best to ignore the emptiness of his stomach and the aches from his wounds.
He cries out when some kid shakes his shoulder a few hours later, but stops when he’s told there’s a Jack Kelly at the window for him. In his excitement, Crutchie makes to climb down off the bunk and immediately regrets it when he suddenly can’t breathe. His vision tunnels, but amidst the pain he does catch a glimpse of a familiar horrified face staring at him through the metal bars of the window.
When he can manage to catch his breath and the intense throbbing in his leg dulls to an ache, Crutchie shakily retrieves his letter from the folds of his shirt, handing it off to the boy who’d helped him up during his first night. He watches Jack’s face as he’s told why Crutchie can’t even come to the window, and feels a weight lift from his shoulders when the letter is pressed into Jack’s shaking hands. There’s a brief moment where Crutchie thinks Jack is going to read the letter right then and there, but thankfully he doesn’t, tucking it instead into his shirt pocket with care.
They make eye contact from across the room, both wishing they could be just a bit closer to the other. But in the end, there’s nothing either of them can do. Jack mouths “I’ll be back for ya’”, the tear tracks on his face glinting in the moonlight, and Crutchie smiles back sadly and pretends just for a second that Jack really will be able to rescue him.
Then Jack drops out of sight from the window, and Crutchie breaks.
So I’m not into terrible April Fools jokes, but I do follow the “confuse, don’t abuse” school of pranks, and I adore them. For example, I fully intend to make the bed, but hide an enormous, yard long fish pillow on my boyfriend’s side of the bed, so when he pulls back the covers he’ll just find a fish pillow tucked in in his spot, with its head on the pillow. Maybe with a sleeping cap on it.
So with that in mind I won’t do any jump scares or post fake news stories or anything mean like that, but I will post some really terrible puns and subject you to them. Be forewarned.
okay i love Instagram famous Jack Zimmermann as much as the next person but like,
can we talk about the possibility of Jack Zimmermann getting into film photography?
and just like?
falling in love with the whole process?
like, he already loves taking pictures digitally and film is a huge adjustment, but he makes that adjustment surprisingly quickly and like
now he also gets to roll the film
(which like- he does pretty much constantly .. like.. he gets a film changing bag and then just like.. netflix marathon? he’ll roll film. can’t sleep? he’ll roll film. just talking to somebody? he’ll roll film, because it keeps his hands busy but still lets him focus on whatever else is going on and it’s just great tbh)
and then once the film is rolled he gets to develop it and just like??
the process is so calming?? like it’s always the same, and he’s never been super into science but these chemicals make sense to him because they all have a purpose and, yeah
once the film is developed, he’ll just spend hours in the dark room,
fiddling with prints to get the exposure right and to make sure everything is perfect and he just??
like he likes being in the dark room because it gives him a place to collect his thoughts while actually doing something productive that he enjoys and like
it’s definitely different than being on the ice,
but it’s nice and it’s calming and it turns out to be one of his favourite pastimes??
(and like, whenever he spends a lot of time in the darkroom, bitty tends to bake, and then afterwards they eat pie and look at jack’s prints and it’s just?? really nice??)