#obispos

[toxic-marcy-ilustrations]

False pregnancy 👀✨

Falso embarazo 👀✨

[europahoynews]

Los obispos de Siria permanecen en Alepo junto a la población

Comunicado de http://www.vaticannews.va — Latinos, maronitas, caldeos y melquitas no se mueven de la ciudad que vuelve a sumirse en la pesadilla de la guerra. El maronita monseñor Tobji señala que no hay derramamiento de sangre, a pesar de la total inseguridad. La iglesia está abierta y todos piden oraciones. El franciscano Monseñor Hanna Jallouf se ha asegurado de que todo el mundo esté bien en…

[oknews]

Bolaños ofrece a los obispos, desde el Vaticano, una salida "consensuada" de los benedictinos de Cuelgamuros

Una semana después de la reunión que el presidente del Gobierno, Pedro Sánchez, mantuvo con Francisco, el ministro de la Presidencia, Félix Bolaños, se encontró brevemente este domingo con el Papa, con quien ha coincidido en la preocupación por la situación de las personas migrantes, “por lo que le ha invitado a visitar las islas Canarias”, según fuentes gubernamentales. El encuentro ha tenido…

[informativoar]

Duro mensaje del papa Francisco a los obispos

“No hay lugar para los abusos, ni para cubrirlos”. El pontífice mantuvo una reunión con víctimas de abuso en Bruselas. “El mal no se puede ocultar: el mal hay que sacarlo a la luz”, reflexionó. El papa Francisco volvió a expresar su profunda indignación por los numerosos casos de abuso sexual vinculados a la Iglesia y exigió a los obispos “que no los cubran y que se juzgue a los responsables”.…

[kingwaterman]

"Un obispo y un demonio "

Próximamente en Wattpad.

La portada sigue en proceso. Por lo tanto, solo es una pequeña representación de los personajes que estarán. Hay dos cuentas diferentes, una es donde publicare las historias y en la otra estaré respondiendo a sus preguntas o dudas que tengan al respecto.

Abajo les dejare una breve explicación sobre cada perfil al igual que su descripción y el nombre:

-VictorVanDorth_

(Esta es la cuenta por la cual estaré subiendo el contenido como: Historias, Relatos, Leyendas, Fanarts y mucho mas :D/este perfil no tiene como tal un Gmail, por lo que no me dejara mandar mensaje.)

-KingSton_YT

(Por medio de este perfil serán contestadas aquellas preguntas que no lleven contenido personal. Pueden dar su opinio al respecto o sus puntos de vista. También pueden darme recomendaciones de algunos otros Fanfics o Fandoms)

Aviso!!!⚠️*El que lo quiera leer lealo xD*

(Hace unos meses publique una historia que su trama era un ship que yo misma me invente por aburrimiento y no tener nada que hacer. *Tiene algunos errores y hasta da penita ajena 😔*. Prácticamente es de That's not my neighbor. Posiblemente puede que lleve algunos cambios en particular en cierta forma y que especialmente puede que me excedí un poco con el trama. (Por favor no me critiquen no tenia nada que hacer😔)

[adribosch-fan]

Nicaragüenses apátridas: “Una monstruosidad jurídica”

La expulsión de Nicaragua y retiro de la nacionalidad a disidentes ha tenido eco en Alemania, donde la Iglesia ha reaccionado especialmente a la condena del obispo Álvarez. Autor Emilia Rojas Sasse Imagen archivo El régimen de Daniel Ortega le retiró la nacionalidad nicaragüense a cerca de 317 personas, entre ellas, a 22 periodistas, y a escritores de la talla de Gioconda Belli y Sergio…

[artdecodude]

Adorable little box office at the #ArtDeco Fremont Theater in #SanLuisObispo . Also please to notice the magnificent #Terrazzo flooring, the swoopy ceiling & the Streamline elements of the wall behind it. 📸:me/2023/04

[emaadsidiki]

Playground of the Pacific ∼ Morro Bay 🌅

[bullet-prooflove]

Wake Up Call - Obispo 'Bishop' Losa x Reader

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It was too early for you when the alarm clock went off. The loud resounding tone was blaring in your ears jerking you from what had been a short, deep, comfortable sleep.

"I'm up." You grunted at the alarm clock, your hand flailing out and tapping the nightstand in search of the offending item.

Bishop was already stirring alongside of you; his arm had been wrapped around your naked waist. He untangled himself from you as he heard your valiant struggle to shut off the clock. He reached across you, his nude skin caressing yours as he smacked the alarm clock off.

"Got it." he uttered; his voice rough from sleep.

His muscular form settled over his yours, his mouth covered your own, brushing over your lips with the softest of kisses.

"Good morning." You whispered against his mouth as your hands roamed along the defined curvature of his back.

"Hm, let me see what I can do to make it better..." he teased as lips sought out that sensitive spot underneath the curve of your jaw.

His mouth felt so good against your skin, you could feel the heat rolling over your flesh as he began to harden against your inner thigh. God, you were already wet at the prospect of him making love to you. It wouldn't take more than a simple movement. His palms were already ghosting over your breasts, your nipples to stiffening.

This was perfect right now, he was perfect...

The chiming of the doorbell cut through the air as you let out a needy moan. Bishop's entire body sagged as he let out a frustrated growl at the intrusion. He wanted to ignore that sound more than anything in the universe right now.

Bishop shuffled out of bed like a petulant child, yanking on his clothes as he muttered under his breath. His grey sweatpants managed to cover the evidence of his arousal. He cast a glance at you over his left shoulder as the doorbell chimed once more.

You looked like a goddess tangled up in the white sheets. You’d drawn them up to cover your breasts in order to give yourself some modesty.

"Don't move." he ordered you, that wicked glint in his eyes. "And do not start without me."

"I make no promises." You informed him with a sultry pout, your hand disappearing beneath the sheets.

"Fuck it." he murmured, before stripping off his sweatpants and climbing back into bed. "This is far more important."

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[dallianceangel]

𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 🌅🥵

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You’re cuddled up with Bishop in bed on a Saturday morning, feeling something hard press against your exposed back. Excitement stirs, thinking you’re about to have another round with him. It’s just past 7AM, and he’s managed to make you cum three times already. You’ve only been awake for an hour.

Suddenly, the hard object vibrates, making you jump out of your skin. You turn to Bishop, eyes wide. “I thought that was a boner!”

Bishop chuckles, turning his phone on silent before pulling you closer towards him. “No, this is a boner.”

He places your hand on the hard bulge, gazing at you hungrily. “Feel that, babe?”

You nod as you squirm, desperate to feel him inside you again. “Fuck me, Obispo.”

He kisses you deeply, his hands exploring. “With fucking pleasure.”

You lay down on your back, spreading your legs, gasping when he slowly enters you. It’s not long before he’s got you crying out his name and gushing all over him again, loud enough for the new neighbours to hear, making them wish they never moved in next door.

[delasartenalfuego]

La gracia está en que ambos se la clavan a los niños desprevenidos.

[europahoynews]

Palabras de los obispos chinos al Sínodo: Estamos en comunión

Comunicado de http://www.vaticannews.va — Joseph Yang Yongqiang y Vincent Zhan Silu tomaron la palabra en el aula para transmitir sus saludos Andrea Tornielli «La Iglesia en China es la misma que la Iglesia católica en los demás países del mundo: pertenecemos a la misma fe, compartimos el mismo bautismo y todos somos fieles a la Iglesia Una, Santa, Católica y Apostólica». Con estas palabras, en…

[lamb-writes]

“Obispo.”

pairing. obispo “bishop” losa x reader

content. domestic fluff, established relationship

word count. 0.4k

a/n. this is an old draft from when i was first watching the show last year. i was am a bishop girlie and this is very self-indulgent.

“You should grow your hair out again,” you murmured, fingers brushing through Obispo’s hair. Sun poured in through the window and onto the bed. You’ve been awake for much longer, appreciating having a simple morning in bed for once. Not to mention your more-than-overworked husband.

“Mmh,” he hummed, sluggishly turning to face you, messy hair now brushed out of his eyes. “You think so?”

Obispo was one of the deepest sleepers you’ve ever met. Anytime you slept at his house, you’d wake up with pillows on the floor, sheets kicked off to the edge of the mattress, and strong arms wrapped around your waist, tempting to keep you there for the rest of the day. And today, you think you just might.

“Yeah, around the sides especially. Maybe over your ears. It’d look nice. More rugged.”

Obispo rolled onto his back, hand on his chest. “Thought I was already rugged. I’m hurt, querida.”

“Hm,” you leaned in closer, resting your hands on your palms, “Maybe to the others. Maybe ‘Bishop’ is. But Obispo? Not so much.” Your voice was slow, still a little raspy from sleep. Even though you were joking about it now, you did love that you could have this softer piece of him that no one else did.

“Oh, yeah? And what’s Obispo like, then?”

“He’s,” You took a pause, collecting your thoughts. They felt cluttered and busy on your tongue. And yet, you continued anyway, too distracted by watching Obispo’s profile catching the sunlight to think about it further. “Kind. Genuine. Honest. Stubborn as hell, but considerate. Charming. And…” You trailed off, still lightly tracing shapes into his scalp.

“And?” He looked up at you through half-lidded eyes, grinning, basking in the compliments. Another thing you loved was how much lighter he acted when you two were together. Like the weights rolled off of him as soon as he took off his kutte. You didn’t talk about his past years as a Mayan as much as you’d like, but you were willing to give him as much time as needed.

You leaned off of your hand, brushing a section of hair you were playing with before off of his forehead. As Obispo’s lidded eyes closed for a blink, you finally took the chance to steal a kiss. Long enough to let him know you weren’t just doing it to do it. Long enough for him to rest a free hand on the small of your back. Long enough for you to feel him smile against your lips.

“And,” you repeated, “mine.”

[magicbluemoond20]

the fall of the USSR

this is a better version of my crack post

yes I’m still learning Russian

Yes this is also on top of @universal-casey au not mine

[ravennaortiz]

Okay next request I've got is a list for Bishop. Time to show the Pres some love. Alright I've got the following prompts for Bishop:

22. Make me.

27. What if someone sees?

25. Don't act shy now.

29. Give me attention.

30. I need you.

32. Your mine.

38. Beg.

Yas! The Pres does need some love! Alright lets work some magic for Bishop shall we? As always 18+.

"Bish" you whispered as you nudged the sleeping mans leg with your own. "Hmm" he grunted as he stirred slightly. "Get up so we can go home and sleep babe" you replied as you shook your head at him. "Make me" he growled as he playfully grabbed at your arm pulling you down on top of him. "I don't think I can carry you out of here" you laughed as he kissed your forehead as his hands wound down your sides making you shiver at the feel.

"So pretty" murmured Bishop as you felt his hands start to lift the hem of your dress and knead at the flesh of your ass. "Were in the clubhouse" you murmured as you smacked his hands away making him grin. "And? I'm the Presidente. I can do what i want" he replied as he moved his hands back under your dress as he lifted his hips to grind against you. You closed your eyes as you bit back a moan at the feel of his tented jeans pressing into you. Bishop sat up some mouthing one of your hardened nipples through your dress sending a jolt through your body.

"What if someone walks in and sees" you questioned as one of his hands trailed between the two of your caressing your wet heat gently. "Don't act all shy with me now" mumbled Bishop as he laid you back on the couch keeping himself between your thighs as he kissed your neck. "Weren't you the one sending me pictures. Saying you wanted my attention while I was in Templo. Doing naughty things?" he growled as he hooked his fingers around the thin material of your panties and tugged hard ripping them from your body.

"Bishop" you moaned into his chest as he pushed two fingers into your core curling them up into that sweet spot. Bishop grinned as he kept up his pace as he felt your clench around his fingers. "You like that?" he whispered into your ear as he sped up some making you whimper as you squirmed under him.

"I'm going" you started as you felt that familiar coil in your lower abdomen. "Not yet" stated Bishop as he yanked his fingers out of you before you tipped over the edge. "I need you" you whined as you grabbed for his hand to move it back. Bishop chuckled as he grabbed your wrists in one hand and undid his belt and jeans with the other. "I know you do Querida" he murmured as he caressed your cheek before standing up and stepping out of his jeans and boxers.

As he got back on top of you he grabbed the front of your dress and yanked it down exposing your breast to the cool air. "You mine. All mine no one elses" he murmured as he trailed the head of his cock through your slick folds. "All yours" you whispered as you raised your hips forcing him in more. "Naughty girl" murmured Bishop as he pulled all of the way out and moved to grab your throat to pin you down. "Remember. I'm in charge. You want it? You beg." stated Bishop as he squeezed your throat gently making you moan.

"Please. Bishop please fuck me" you whined as you let his lust filled gaze. Bishop wasted no time in burying himself deeply into you. Slamming his hips into your in rapid strokes as he thumbed that sensitive bundle of nerves taking you over the edge in mere minutes. You were still riding the last remnants of your own orgasm when he let out a final growl and poured his own release out before collapsing onto you on the couch.

"Home for round two old man?" you inquired making him laugh.

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[frenchcurious]

Fremont Theater, San Luis Obispo, Californie conçu en 1941 dans le style Streamline Moderne par l`architecte S. Charles Lee (1899-1990. - source Cristina Ardelean.