#Jesus Garcia

[impossibleheartflower]

[gael-garcia]

Diarios de motocicleta (2004, Walter Salles 🇦🇷🇨🇱🇵🇪)

[ibelieveinme1]

*The Walking Dead: A New Frontier*

This game is soooo trash..but I love Javier!

[corvicyak-art]

Favorite twdg character challenge !!!! credits to @kasualrot for the template

[realmadridfamily]

Real Madrid Family 🤍

[maripr]

I think John Ward deserves to break down a little at the end of FAITH bc he just destroyed the cult that groomed him since childhood and abused him and his childhood friend, he's managed to protect everyone he loves, he's realized God's been with him the entire time, he has fred all the souls that were taken hostages in the rite of the second death, and he has been forgiven by the very person he wronged. He deserves to break down a bit, after things have calmed down, as Lisa and Garcia both hold him as his falls on his knees and his shoulder shake and he holds his crucifix close like he's hugging it and he wails like a child and as the tears fall on the cross once bronze, they leave golden streak, cleansing his vision of it, cleansing his heart.

[juno-box]

Couldn't decide who this fit more

[anarchistin]

The best way Christians can fulfill the work of the reign of God today is to participate in the work of abolition.

— Damon Garcia, The God Who Riots: Taking Back the Radical Jesus

[lunarrosette]

Coming forward, this was my order truly an ambitious crossover

[bourbonificould]

Twdg tweets pt. 14 (bigger batch!

james finally has wifi in his little barn

[yellowsugarwords]

I’m a sucker for Javi angst so I must ask: how would the Garcias, Clem, Tripp, Jesus and Eleanor react to Javi having a panic attack after recalling everything that happened with the whole new frontier drama?

oooo I also love myself some angst. Enjoy!!!

Clementine: Clementine was stunned. She never would’ve expected Javi to break but especially not like this. He always seemed so strong, so together, she was shocked seeing him any other way. “Javi,” she said, growing closer and kneeling in front of him, hoping to get his attention. He was leaning against a wall, his hands on his knees, trying to catch his breath. “Hey, Javi.” Clementine placed a hand on top of his, trying to catch his gaze. “You’re okay. We’re still here.” Javi looked up, locking onto Clem. She needed encouragingly. “Breathe with me. I’ll count it out.” Once Javi caught his breath, he closed his eyes and pulled Clementine in for a tight hug. Clem squeezed him and could feel his arms rattling as he held her. “You’re okay.” She said reassuringly. Javi squeezed her tighter.

Gabe: “Javi?” Javi slowly wandered to the wall, placing his palms against it to steady himself as he leaned back. Slowly, he slid down to the floor, his hands clamoring at his air and the neckline of his shirt. “Javi, what’s going on?” Suddenly, as Gabe watched his chest rise and slam back down, he realized exactly what had happened. Patiently, Gabe waved his hand to keep the others back as he approached his uncle. “Javi, hey, it’s Gabe.” He said softly, kneeling in front of him, just wanting to gain his attention. “You’re gonna be alright, alright? This feeling is going to pass.” He frowned, hated seeing how his rock - the person he always relied on - was breaking before his very eyes. Gabe placed a hand on Javi’s shoulder, giving it a reassuring squeeze. “We’re here for you, Javi. You aren’t alone.”

Mariana: Mariana frowned seeing Javi stumble to the far wall of the room and slowly sink into the floor. “Javi?” She asked, voice soft and gentle. Normally, that was a comfort to Javi, but he was too far gone. “Javi, what’s wrong?” All she could think to do was draw closer and kneel in front of him. As always, Mariana always believed that gentleness was the superior approach. She said nothing at first, her emotions taking over her expression. Mariana reached out, gently and slowly, and placed her hand on top of one of Javi’s. His head snapped up, brow sweating and his chest heaving. “Mari,” was all he could wheeze out. Teary-eyed, Mariana smiled and squeezed his palm. “I’m here.” She hushed. It was all Javi needed, suddenly.

Kate: Kate had never expected anything like this from Javi. He was always so collected, so strong. She had never anticipated that the world could hurt him like this. But then again, he was always the rock for everyone else. It made sense that eventually, he would crumble. “Javi,” she said, moving closer and resting a hand on his shoulder. “Javi, it’s okay.” She was watching him crumble to pieces, his head falling into his hands. Kate sat beside him, bringing him into her arms. “Javi, Javi, it’s okay.” Kate’s voice was low and soft, stroking his hair and trying to keep him grounded. At least, as grounded as he could be. “You’re okay, Javi, I got you. I’m here.” Kate turned to glance at the rest of the group, eyes pleading for answers. Sadly, none of them had any answers t give. Seeing Javi shatter was shocking to all of them.

David: David was the most skeptical of Javi’s brilliant ‘performance.’ As it continued, however, David started to get the inkling that this was something else. Slowly, lowering his crossed arms, he started closer toward his brother. “Javi, are you fucking bit?” Javi just clutched his chest, eyes closed, easing himself down to the floor. “This isn’t a bite,” Eleanor said lowly, hoping Javi was too distracted to hear her. If anything, she was trying to get David to ease up, not inherently understand everything. David paused, registering what he was seeing, then released a sigh he didn’t know he had in his chest. “Javi,” he said, voice low. He approached him and knelt in front of him. He attempted to maintain eye contact, but Javi was too distraught. “Javi, it’s me. It’s David.” His voice grew softer, realizing how desperately out of it Javi was. “It’s your brother, Javi.” That struck a chord and Javi’s eyes glanced up, shivering as he met his brother’s stare. David gave him a small, firm nod. “You’re gonna be okay, but I need you to work with me here.” David finally frowned. “I can’t do this without you.”

Tripp: Tripp frowned, arms crossed at Javi’s sudden erratic behavior. He had never seen the man act like this, and all of a sudden? “What the hell is up with him?” He asked lowly, hoping that only someone close to him could hear and quietly answer. He didn’t want to embarrass the guy, but in their world, you couldn’t help but be cautious over erratic behavior. It could end in catastrophe. “Javier, what’s going on with you?” Javi only managed out a staggered wheeze before stumbling into the brick wall behind him. Immediately, Tripp snapped out of it. “Shit, can someone pass me some water.” He said, pushing his way to the front of their group and kneeling in front of Javi. Without thinking twice, Tripp grabbed onto his shoulders and adjusted him so he was sitting upright. “Javi, hey, look at me.” Tripp ensured they had locked eye contact before continuing. “You’re gonna be okay, but I need you to breathe with me, alright?”

Eleanor: Eleanor was stunned. At first, momentarily, she thought he was messing with them. It was not until he doubled over - his uneven breathing becoming evident - that Eleanor realized what was happening. “Hey, hey, okay, okay,” she hushed, pushing herself through the crowd of Javi’s loved ones toward him. “Look at me.” he didn’t. He couldn’t. Regardless, she tried again. “Javi. Look at me.” She repeated, firmer this time. Now, when his gaze met hers, she let out a sigh she didn’t know she was holding. Javi, I need you to stay looking at me, and do exactly as I say, okay?” She said, holding his hands in each of hers. Together, counting in and out, Javi’s shaky breathing regained regularity. He often needed to squeeze his eyes shut to ignore all the eyes embarrassingly staring at him. Thankfully, soon it was over, and Eleanor’s grip on his hands lessened, reading his expression to see what to do next.

Jesus: Jesus frowned, noticing the beginning signs. He had seen it all before - the shaking, the sweating, the weakening of the knees - and knew exactly what was happening. “Give ‘em some room,” Jesus said, ushering everyone back as he broke through the back of the growing crowd of Javi’s loved ones. “Let him breathe.” He approached, kneeling in front of Javi, and placed a firm hand on one of his shoulders. “Hey man, I need you to look at me.” His voice was gentle, yet stern. Hard, yet soft. Javi naturally obeyed, as if his body did so automatically. “It’s gonna be okay,” Jesus said lowly. “But for that to happen, you’re gonna need to take some deep breaths with me.” Everyone was amazed at how confident Jesus was in everything he did, including comforting someone falling apart. “Follow my lead, got it? Not that that’s anything new to you.” Through his panicked breathing, Javi managed a faint scoff. “There he is,” Jesus said with a grin. “Now let’s get started. With me now, breathe in.”

━━━━━━ 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜!! ₊˚⊹ 𝐭𝐢𝐩 𝐣𝐚𝐫   ♡   𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐬 𝐢 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫

[madsipie]

i miss javier garcia. like what is up with that. where did he go. come home please.

[emmieart]

some requests (and characters i just felt like drawing) from the twdg discord server!!

[thebrideofreanimator]

me and my friend are discussing this.

[realmadridfamily]

Real Madrid Family 🤍

[bizarreauhavre]

José Garcia Hidalgo, levitation of St. Teresa of jesus and St. John of the cross at the convento de la encarnacion, late 17th century.