#juan castillo

[garadinervi]

C.A.D.A. (Colectivo Acciones de Arte), Inversión de escena, (action, photography; 35 mm slide), 1979 [Museo Nacional Centro de Arte Reina Sofía, Madrid. Memoria Chilena – Biblioteca Nacional de Chile, Santiago. © C.A.D.A (Colectivo Acciones de Arte)]

[wgm-beautiful-world]

Castillo San Juan en Lloret de Mar, Costa Brava, Cataluña, ESPAÑA

[thepowerofyes]

far cry 6 brainrot

poor Diego poor Diego poor Diego POOR DIEGO !!! I WANT TO GIVE HIM MODEL CARS AND HAVE HIM DRINK COCA COLA AND EAT SANDWICHES AND CHIPS NEXT TO A POOL WITH HIS BIG SISTER DANI !!! THIS ISNT FAIR, UBISOFT !!!

major SPOILERS in the comments !!!

[stadiumgods]

juan carlos castillo

[granstromjulius]

Juan del Castillo

[noosphe-re]

Juan Luis Castillo

[oldsardens]

Juan Del Castillo (Atribuido a) - Nacimiento de San Juan

[jacobmybeloved]

Ch. 135 of [[UWBL]] is up on Ao3/Wattpad!

[Ao3] // [Wattpad]

[lulu2992]

I’ve finally read Far Cry: Les Larmes d’Esperanza!

It’s a French graphic novel set in the Far Cry 6 universe. The story follows Juan Cortez who travels to the fictional country of Santa Costa, where three factions are fighting for power and a new mining resource called “Tantale” has recently been discovered, to offer his services as a mercenary… and guerrilla expert.

The book takes place before the game and is officially described as a prequel, but it can totally be read as a standalone. Most of the characters never appear in Far Cry 6, and even though what happens in Santa Costa is reminiscent of the situation in Yara, the story is self-contained and doesn’t affect the game.

Far Cry: Les Larmes d’Esperanza (“the tears of Esperanza”) is dispensable... but enjoyable, especially if you’re a Far Cry 6 and/or Juan Cortez fan! I won’t spoil the plot twists but I still want to talk a bit about continuity and the other Far Cry characters who appear in the book. Minor spoilers below…

In my opinion, Juan’s characterization doesn’t contradict who he is in Far Cry 6. The book talks about his addiction problems while showing how effective and talented at his “job” he can be, and expands a little on his backstory. For example, his childhood is very briefly mentioned and it’s “revealed” where he got the inspiration for the Supremo backpacks (or their names, at least): comic books.

I initially assumed the events of the book were set several years before the game because I thought Juan looked younger, but his adventures in Santa Costa happened shortly before he started working with Libertad. Antón is barely mentioned but already in power and, according to Juan, they are approximately the same age.

In Far Cry 6, a letter from Willis Huntley revealed that he and Juan had worked together in the past. In Les Larmes d’Esperanza, they do it again. Here is Willis (on the right) with a formally dressed Juan:

Longinus also makes an appearance. In the game, he was acquainted with Sean McKay. In the book, he has apparently known Juan for a long time and frequently supplies him with equipment.

For some reason, Hurk is here too and works for Juan at one point. There was no known connection between the two characters in Far Cry 6, so this really looks like fan service to me… Still, it’s always fun to see Hurk and it’s not impossible that he and Juan know each other, after all.

Juan also sees Vaas and Pagan in a fever dream… for no particular reason.

That said, the book feels more like a derivative work than an integral part of Far Cry 6, so those “fan service moments” didn’t bother me as much as they usually do.

Finally, after Juan’s mission in Santa Costa is over, Clara approaches him, which “explains” how and why he started working with her.

However, Guapo sadly never makes an appearance…

[javierpenaispunk]

Fic recs materlist (Part 5)

(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4)

I have decided to put together a list of my favorite fics written by some very talented people. Some of them I have read more than once because they always comfort me on a bad day ♡

It will be regularly updated with new fics but also with some older ones as i am trying to catch up with the ones I missed.

Divider by @saradika-graphics

Jay Castillo

(Coming soon)

Ricky Hauk

(Coming soon)

Steve (Hermanas)

(Coming soon)

Agent Juan Badillo

(Coming soon)

Special Agent Greer

(Coming soon)

[davidstanleytravel]

For almost three centuries the six-level Castillo San Felipe del Morro (1539-1790) protected San Juan, Puerto Rico, from attack by sea.

[garadinervi]

C.A.D.A. (Colectivo Acciones de Arte), Inversión de escena, (action, photography; 35 mm slide), 1979 [Museo Nacional Centro de Arte Reina Sofía, Madrid. Memoria Chilena – Biblioteca Nacional de Chile, Santiago. © C.A.D.A (Colectivo Acciones de Arte)]

[wgm-beautiful-world]

EDINBURGH

[honey-bunny-sushii]

Dani comes to a Realization after Clara was shot. Killing Anton will only cause more deaths. At least with him president it will end in only a few years.

Killing him would cause war and death within the country. Clara even Said it herself. She claimed she would stay and fight for the people but really she would only kill the people.

The only hope for yara is Diego. The small little Castillo can save everything in only a few years. He just needs someone to take care of him..

Really teach him right from wrong. Standing next to Juan she thinks. She thinks hard. About the future. About the deaths that have happened. And the deaths that will happen. She looks at Juan. She knows the moment he finds out about her wanting to back out he and mama won't hesitate to put her down....

"for yara" are the last words Juan hears before his body falls limp. His head slams into the floor. Churro barks and pulls at her pant leg.

She pushed him away and grabs a radio.

And sighs her freedom away for the better of yara. And for Diego.

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WAS THIS SAD? MAYBE. i might continue on this idea.

[necrotic3rgotam1ne]

Far cry 6 except Dani fucking shoots Anton before he could shoot Diego like she should have but ubisoft wanted an excuse to add another person to the kill count

[its-deputy-caleb]

Day Four — “Cooking Together”

character: Juan Cortez | 783 words |

summary: after taking over Antón’s villa, juan and the reader celebrate w food.

note: nothing to report other than i’m having fun writing these so pls enjoy <3

“Holy fuck this is lush.”

The double doors of Antón’s private kitchen, in his very private villa open to reveal an entire palace of stainless steel countertops and state-of-art appliances every Yaran dreams they could afford. 

Libertad had stormed the island after the announcement Clara had been taken. It had been an absolute mess from the beginning of sneaking onto the docks, all the way up until the death of your close friend and leader. Now there was nothing you could do but free Yara in her name.

Together, you and Juan took it upon yourselves to search through the mansion– looting notes and laughing at all the art deco sculptures around the place in an attempt to relax and forget about the day, if only for five minutes.

Now looking at the sight of the massive fridge stacked to the brim with fresh produce, the finest quality meats and even a half opened bottle of wine you don’t even want to know the price of– you think it’s time the two of you have a reward after the last couple of years living the dangerous life of a guerrilla.

Juan is already scavenging through the bar, whistling lowly at the selection of rum and whiskey available. He flicks on the stereo system, finding some Los Nemus album the FND have stashed away as you take it upon yourself to begin preparing some vegetables and the pork to make Lechon Asado. It’s always been a traditional homey meal, with many memories of Libertad’s members all sitting around a fire on the beach of the Archipelago as you ate roast pork and drank Yara Libres. 

You never thought you’d thank Castillo for anything, but the fancy cut of pork and some of the freshest citrus and herbs you’ve ever smelt make you feel blessed. Running the knife over the cutting board, you take your time in preparing all the ingredients needed to marinate the meat. 

Just as you’re about to add it all to a baking dish, a pair of arms wrap around you from behind, holding you close in a tight hug. It’s all a distraction though, as you lean into Juan’s embrace, he seizes the moment to snatch a slice of seville orange.

“Hey! Get your hands out of there unless you want nothing. You know I could happily eat this all on my own.”

Juan doesn’t get to throw a snarky remark back at you as his face crunches up from the sourness of the orange, clearly expecting it to be sweeter than it was.

“And that is what you get for being greedy.” Your words have no bite to them, not as you pour two glasses of wine. One for yourself, and the other for him if only so he can wash down the sourness from his mouth.

Having learnt his lesson, Juan helps you prepare some rice to go with your main dish and only mildly complaining that he can’t steal anymore food. Of course, there’s an entire villa full of delicious food but where’s the fun in snacking if he can’t poach it from you?

Juan waits as you place the baking dish in the oven, watching as you set up one of those timers chef’s get the luxury of using before taking your wrist and bringing you close. He kisses your hand and uses it as leverage to sway to the tunes drifting around the kitchen.  Your soft laugh is all that can be heard as he twirls you slowly, making sure to kiss you when you spin back around. 

Eventually, you both stop worrying about the movement of your feet or even remain on time with the beat as you have one arm holding onto him and the other holding the glass of wine. Juan’s nose pressed against your cheek as you dance, drink and whisper little phrases of how much you love each other.

You only stop to pull away at the sound of a ‘ding’, the timer startling you both as you realise how much time has passed. There’s no time to mourn the loss of being wrapped up in each other as you serve up two large bowls, enough to satisfy two hungry guerrillas, before curling up on Antón’s plush couch. 

Juan practically sinks into the pillows as you throw a blanket over the two of you and begin digging into your meal with his head on your shoulder.

Somewhere between a mouthful of pork and a sip of your rum, yes the wine was finished ages ago, Juan’s muffled voices chimes in. “I could get real used to this, ya’know”

“Me too, mi viejo… me too.”