#jr studio

[cosmicjoke]

Here’s my Levi vs Kenny resin statue by JR Studio! Freakin’ thing took me almost 4 hours to put together. Things just weren’t slotting together easily and I was sure at certain points I was going to break something. Luckily that didn’t happen. Anyway, it’s 1/6 scale and measures about 20 inches high.

[happybird16]

New Levi Ackerman and Erwin Smith statues by JR Studios

[reapers-remorse]

Commander! My my~ 😍❤️

JR Studio - Erwin Smith

Such a stunning piece for the collection! He’s so tall and detailed.

Purchased through the gnarly shop @orzgk_figure

[keischreiber]

Bertholdt by JR Studio.

@hangesglassessweat I'm tagging you because this is your baby.

[verastraea]

barty might be intimidating and batshit crazy but what people do not know is that he loves studio ghibli and will force evan to watch it with him every night

[elficcionista]

The Russo Brothers return to direct Marvel Studios’ Avengers: Doomsday, starring Robert Downey Jr. as Doctor Doom. Only in theaters May 2026.

[inkprovised]

Two extreme pissed Dads....👑👿

And they're coming to get their son back...

I'm so not sorry 🫠

Interested in more?

[screengifs]

@giftober + @mcuchallenge Day 15: REFERENCES The Avengers (2012)

[loversrocktvgirl2]

my mini multiverse of madness…

Soulmates (Peter Parker x Reader AU) 

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Soulmates share injuries. When you broke your toe on a banister when you were ten, a boy in Queens felt the pain with you and wore a boot for two weeks. When that boy was thrown into the lockers of his school, sharp pain rang through your body, and you could feel the locker vents digging into your back, even though you weren’t anywhere near lockers. Now, you’ve never met your soulmate, but you grew to have a certain level of warmth that you felt towards them. And when you’re soon covered in bruises that you definitely did not get, you start to get worried. 

Because what’s wrong? Why would your soulmate have all of these bruises that now mark your skin, purple and yellow and sore? You’re concerned. 

But there wasn’t much you could do about it. You just kept going to school and living your normal life, and when your classmates would ask you about the bruises covering your arms, you would just shrug it off and say they belonged to your soulmate. 

You were worried that maybe they were getting beat up, the way it felt. You could be lying in bed reading when all of a sudden, you felt like someone was punching you, trying to harm you. Your soulmate must’ve been a half-decent fighter though—you could tell when they were ducking out of harm’s way. But you grew sick and self-conscious of the bruises, and soon, you were only wearing long sleeve shirts so as to cover your arms.

One morning, you pulled on a long-sleeved white t-shirt, which you wore a graphic tee over, then threw on a pair of jeans and a beanie. You tied on your shoes and walked down the street to go to the bank to cash a check. Your great-aunt wrote you a check for twenty dollars every year about three months after your birthday—she must’ve had the date wrong on her calendar, but it was a kind gesture that you appreciated—so you strolled on down the street. You didn’t often go to the bank otherwise; so much of money transfer is electronic now, anyways. It felt like a nice tradition though, so you enjoyed going.

You got into line to talk to the woman at the front desk. Gently tapping your foot, you admired the beautiful building around you. The man in front of you turned around and gave you a look, and you stopped tapping your foot. He nodded, and moved his gaze back to facing forward. 

“EVERYBODY FREEZE!” A man suddenly shouted. “Hands up!” You turned around and saw multiple people, all with masks on, armed with guns. You threw your hands up, horrified at the sight. What on Earth…? “PUT YOUR PHONES DOWN!” 

Frightened as hell, you did what he said and put your phone on the floor. Everything felt fuzzy after that. The fear, the adrenaline, the chaos, confusion, and abnormality of the situation all got you to pass out on the ground. 

When you woke up, you were in the arms of someone who you knew. Not personally, per se, but… this was Spiderman. Everyone knew Spiderman. You let out a sharp scream of surprise, then quickly covered your mouth. “Sorry, sorry,” you said apologetically. “What just– did I– why are you–?”

“It’s all good,” Spiderman answered. He sounded a lot younger than you’d initially thought—almost like he was your own age. “There was a bank robbery. You passed out, which is fine, I mean, it’s scary, but I got rid of them, so you should be all good now? I don’t know? Have some water, maybe. I don’t really know what you’re supposed to do after you pass out. I am kind of worried about your arms, though…” he gently rolled back your sleeve to show the ugly yellow bruises that stained your skin like a coffee ring on a wooden table. 

“Oh, that’s fine, it’s my soulmate’s,” you said casually. “I think they get beaten up a lot.”

Spiderman went silent. Then, without saying a single word, he gently rolled back his sleeve to reveal bruises in the exact same places. Your mouth dropped open in shock. Your soulmate was…Spiderman? How lucky was that? Why you? And did he just…he just saved you… and he’s your soulmate?

“Are you…?” you asked nervously, not even finishing your own question. 

He knew what you meant, though. “Yeah, I think so.” He pulled off his mask, and you saw his face. He looked to be about your age, with a heart shaped face and a sharp nose. His eyes were this wonderful kind of soft blue, and he was definitely not who you’d pictured to be Spiderman. “My name’s Peter. I’m…I’m Peter Parker. And I guess I do get beat up a lot, just by like…bad guys instead of bullies in school.” 

You smiled at his honest answer. He was sweet. “Well, nice to meet you, Peter. I’m Y/N.”

“Nice name.”

“Thanks.”

“Do you want some water or something…? I can google what you’re supposed to do after you pass out, I feel like this is the kind of thing I should know,” Peter rattled out.

You nodded. “It does feel like something you’d often run into in your…line of work, I guess. What do you do for work?”

“Well, right now I just go to school, but sometimes stuff with Tony Stark, y’know, Stark Industries and inventing kinds of things,” Peter informed you with a smile, pulling out his phone to google.

“Fancy,” you grinned. “Someone as smart as you should definitely know what to do if someone passes out by now.”

“Hey!” Peter playfully exclaimed at your teasing remark. “That’s not very nice, y’know. And I did just save you.”

“That you did,” you conceded with a nod. “Thanks for that, Peter.”

“You’re welcome,” Peter answered. “Google says to keep lying down and drink water.” 

“You gonna stay?”

“I promise.”

[hoot-sifer]

TOA characters. I'll post the Skrael one again when it's finished :)

[phantaloon]

IM LOSING MY SHIT OH MY GOD

[cosmicjoke]

Another statue came in! This is from JR Studio, a companion set of Levi and Erwin, from, obviously, the famous moment when Levi orders Erwin to give up on his dream and die for the cause of humanity. 1/6 scale! Very cool!

[disneytva]

I think we should study the deep hatred that Disney has for their TV Animation division.

They recently will turn 40 years in December and will debut their 100th show ("StuGo") next year and the only thing Disney gave them for their anniversary was a panel at Annecy and not letting them attend San Diego Comic-Con and D23 Expo 2024 to celebrate it.

[thecaptainoutoftime]

[keischreiber]

I'M HERE TO BRING Y'ALL A MORE DETAILED LOOK AT THE ZEKE FIGURE.

[zu-is-here]

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