#juuza amakusa

[teratomatica]

assorted stuff

[dawn-in-the--adan]

umineko no naku koro ni dress collection

[lidatan]

Amakusa & Ange from Umineko live stage

I've been waiting so long for this!!! 😭😭😭

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[rintokki]

Merry Christmas~! 🎅🎄✨

[torrentialstardust]

UMINEKO: ANGEMAMMON KISS

I jsut think. .. that they're cut e toge ther...

This piece was started after the second stream in the NezumiVA readthrough of Episode 4, and finished this Wednesday morning. The idea was to draw as beautiful a piece as possible of the two women, Ange and Mammon, kissing; then a doodle of the nonmagical series of events where Ange's just playing tongue hockey with the air. However, we all know that magic is real, so she's still got those impossible lipstick marks.

This one was tricky, since I'm used to darker pieces rather than this daytime lighting setup. I still think I did well! I made sure the pose was sufficiently magical with Mammon floating as if swimming in the air, with a windswept look to everything. I like to think it's a real tender and gentle kiss ya know? Also made their expressions were subtly different, Mammon being more confident and Ange portraying more desperation, leaning and sinking into it. And of course I had to do the foot pop: who do you think I am?

The alt colours were made with help from our very own Arahabaki Gaming, who looked at the alts from Golden Fantasia and told me what colour their shoes were. I zhuzzhed it up a little further by swapping their hair colours.

So so soooo excited for this Friday! Even if you're looking at this not knowing wtf's going on I recommend tuning in to the stream, where Nezumi will be wrapping up Episode 4. It's like when you watch Jotaro Vs DIO before anything else JoJo and then go back and watch it all through from part 1 onwards. Obvi if you don't want spoilers I understand though.

Much love to everyone in YouTube Chat and Marcie herself after I'm sure we've all bawled our eyes out! <3

[totheark]

shiimaphoto

[azumi-kun]

Umitober day 2!

Since yesterday was Ange, today is our favorite bodyguard, Amakusa!

[fictional-birthdays]

Happy Birthday, Ikuko Hachijo and Juuza Amakusa! (Umineko no Naku Koro ni)

[highdefhoetry]

road head.

summary: your new bodyguard is a little too hands-on. cw: nsfw!! female reader, car sex, oral sex, penetration (penis in vagina), marking/biting, navel worship, breast play, creampie a/n: nobody knows who this man is except me. i shall shoulder the burden of writing the one self insert fanfic that exists of him on the entire goddamn internet 😭 it's fine i'm FINE idc idc idc. anyway yay umineko lol

he greets you with a friendly smile, standing beside the black SUV with arms crossed in front of his broad chest. you had been expecting someone a little older and a bit more rugged, weathered from a lifetime of unscrupulous work, but he gave you no reason to complain. handsome, tall, and muscular, you can’t help but ogle when he introduces himself as your driver and your bodyguard. you needed a reliable escort out of town, and fortunately he looked like one you could depend on.

when you first get into the car, he opens the door for you and waits until you’re buckled in to start driving, like a true gentleman. you try not to get too flustered when he puts a hand on the back of your headrest, turning his head backwards as he puts the car in reverse. the smell of his cologne wafts through the air, a masculine smell that draws out images of leather and well-dressed men. unexpected, coming from the ex-mercenary beside you.

he asks you about your job, your personal life, your reasons for hiring an escort. you keep things surface level, still unsure if you can trust someone like him, but he doesn’t seem to take it personally. at first he drives like a madman, bumping shitty music as he cruises down the highway with a calm half smile while you pray you’ll make it to your destination in one piece. when he notices how tense you are, he turns the volume down.

“everything alright, missy?”

he presses his foot against the break and brings the car to a normal speed, allowing you some respite. then he starts chatting again, asks if you want to change the station or take the aux cord. if anything, he’s a great conversationalist. you could listen to him talk for hours.

so you do.

when night falls, he pulls into the parking lot of a nice beachside restaurant right off the highway you’d been driving down since morning. it’s late, and the neon lights on the strip fill the SUV with vivid colors that remind you of summer. he unbuckles his own seatbelt, then reaches over to undo yours. his hand brushes against your thigh, fingers fumbling in the dark for the belt’s release. a small gasp escapes your lips from the unexpected touch, one that does not go unnoticed. 

“pardon moi,” he says with an apologetic smile. 

a thin ponytail tickles your neck. you hadn’t noticed it until now. he must have tucked it under his hat, or hidden it beneath his black jacket. silver locks contrast the black denim jacket, a few strands getting tangled in the gold zipper on his chest. his warm breath drifts across your shoulders, a faint peppermint smell fills the air. 

his hand was still on your thigh.

“you ready to go, missy?” he nudges you after a few seconds. “or are you still not finished staring at me?”

you stammer out an embarrassing reply, one that earns you an amused laugh.

“hey, you can do it all you want. not like it’s a bad thing seeing a lovely woman appreciating the goods.”

his large hand caresses your thigh, inching up slowly as he gauges your reactions. would you slap him? chew him out? scold him for being unprofessional? you probably should, but you won’t. it’s been so long since a man has touched you like this. and god, is he gorgeous. he hid part of that handsome face behind his long bangs, but now that you were this close, you could admire him for what he was.

he takes note of your silent consent, moving up to your hips to give them a good squeeze as well. his grip is firm, but gentle. he watches you carefully, observing the way your hips buck towards him, as if you were beckoning him in. 

suddenly, he reaches over to your other side and adjusts the seat. you’re slowly lowered backwards until you’re lying flat on your back. he climbs on top and straddles your thighs, pinning you in place. he chuckles softly when he sees the wide eyed look on your face, still smiling when he presses his lips against yours. 

his kiss tastes like peppermint. his lips feel like silk. he feels like a warm night in a log cabin. cozy. safe. warm. you wonder how an ex-mercenary can be so tender.

his lips flutter against your neck like butterfly wings. his hands take hold of your waist, pushing up the hem of your shirt so he can sneak them underneath. they’re cold, and he laughs out a small apology when he hears you gasp in surprise. “maybe you can help me warm them up?” he smirks while reaching around to undo your bra. your tits spill out, and for a moment he pauses to admire the sight of your chest. moonlight falls on your skin, mixing in with the pink and green welcome lights from the hotel next door. 

he says you’re beautiful. you almost believe him.

but your half naked body does not satiate him. he unzips your jeans and pulls them down your legs, leaving them bunched around your ankles. he lets his fingers wander along the edges of your panties, tracing a path from your lower belly to your hips, then scoffs when your skin trembles and you start to whimper. “ticklish?” he teases. “or are you just that sensitive?”

you mumble out a response, but you’re not sure if he hears it. he’s too preoccupied with the taste of your skin. his warm, wet tongue circles your nipples while gentle fingers tease your tits, making you arch your back further into his grasp. he takes this as a green light and buries his face between them, inhaling your scent before kissing and planting love bites all over your chest. you run your hands through his silver hair, tugging at it gently. it elicits a low grunt, so you do it again. 

he kisses down your stomach, stopping only for a moment to stick his tongue in your navel. the sensation is visceral and fuzzy. you’re caught between a moan and a shriek, which only grows louder as he continues to lick, kiss, and bite you. little teeth marks are left behind in his wake.

with one finger pulling your thin panties to the side, he buries his face in your pussy and starts eating. at first he starts off slow, kissing both sides of your sensitive lips to warm you up. his tongue slips between your folds, moving up towards your clit before stopping there to lick it. he’s quite skilled, bringing you to the verge of orgasm with just a few minutes of this light teasing. it’s the way he flattens his tongue against your swollen bud, planting his mouth there to suck and kiss and devour. he doesn’t neglect the rest of your body and keeps playing with your tits, squeezing them a little harder, pinching your nipples every now and then just to make you scream. it doesn’t take long for you to cum, and when you do, your cries of pleasure act as his reward. 

when you open your eyes, you see that he’s still gazing at you with that annoying little smirk on his face. he must be quite proud of himself, with how quickly he brought you to the edge. but that doesn’t mean he’s through with you. he unbuckles his own pants, yanking them down along with his boxers to reveal his hardness. his dick is modest, but pretty, and stands erect while he hovers above you. the tip curls slightly to one side and is flushed pink with arousal. he presses it against your hole, slipping it in easily thanks to your wetness. your lips form an ‘o’, and your moans mix together with his groans of pleasure.

he fucks you hard and fast, no longer holding back as he did when he was teasing you before. the sound of skin slapping against skin fills the car, along with your harmonized moans. he holds your hips in place, slamming himself deep inside you. the car rocks back and forth, windows fogging up from heat and pleasure. he whispers little praises in your ear. “you’re so damn pretty”, “you feel amazing”, “that’s it. that’s my girl.”

a few more pumps, and he finally bursts. warm cum fills you up, dripping from your hole when he pulls out. he’s breathing hard, but not out of breath. this was probably just a quick warm up for him. he clumsily climbs off, letting you re-dress yourself while he does the same. you fix the seat until it’s back in an upright position, then check your hair and makeup in the passenger’s mirror. he pushes some of it out of your face, cupping your cheek for a moment before resting his hand on your neck.

“you’re staring again, missy,” he nudges you, still with that same goddamn smirk on his face. “shall i take that as a compliment?”

you scoff, muttering something about getting a room and something to eat. he lets out a laugh, pulls you close, then shuts you up with one last kiss.

[ninthtwilight]

wild hound (full under cut)

juuza is butch in my heart kf hearts

[teratomatica]

angel of a few more years

[dawn-in-the--adan]

Umineko no Naku Koro ni ~Stage of the Golden Witch~ Ep.4 Character Posters Pt. 1

[joelletwo]

wahahahahahahaha no i need to keep this for lookin'

[corndawgcorndawg]

just met amakusa juuza, this is how he looks in my mind’s eye

[takahirokatoh]

Umineko no Naku Koro ni ～stage of the golden witch～ DVDs

All DVDs are currently sold out. Please wait for the next production run.

I have a lot of things I want to talk about, but I hope you understand that it is very correct to restrict information in terms of risk management, maintaining the worldview of the work, and avoiding spoilers.

On the first day of "End me.", the announcement of the decision to perform episode 5 and the announcement of Inada Hikaru's graduation in the pamphlet were not posted on X or other sites by most people, except for a few people. I was glad to see that those who still love the work from the bottom of their hearts understand. Thank you very much. In any case, Inada Hikaru as Beatrice is not the only cast member who will not appear in the next performance. The cast auditions held in June last year were limited to two performances this year, and of course, the production of episode 5 had not been decided at that time. So when the production of episode 5 was decided, the schedule for February next year was already filled, and it seems that there were some cast members who could not continue. However, there is an example of Washio Shuto, who played George in episode 2, making a comeback as Amakusa Juuza, so if future episodes are produced, there is a possibility that he will make a comeback.

It may look like things are going well in terms of the number of attendees and merchandise sales, but it's safe to say it's reckless for a theater company to put on a performance of this level every six months. After all, Shingidan Mumei Classics has less than 10 members. No matter how much the director, Ito Masami, loves Umineko, it's not something that can be done with passion alone. It really is all thanks to the power of love from everyone.

From episode 5 onwards, the media franchise has been partially adapted into an anime film for the Japanese gambling game "Pachislot", but the only other media is manga.

This is the official video page of OIZUMI Co., Ltd., a sponsor of Umistage (except episode 2).

https://elf-in.com/

Elfin Co., Ltd., a member of the production committee for the anime "Higurashi no Naku Koro ni: SOTSU," is also a sponsor. The first performance was for the anniversary, so they may have sponsored it as a token of their support, but both companies have been sponsors since episode 3… I wonder if we are able to give back in some way… Although, there is no way of knowing if they will be sponsoring the next episode, episode 5. I'm looking forward to seeing how the upcoming episodes will be visually expressed through the medium of stage, along with Erika's appearance.