#Obispos

[kingwaterman]

"Un obispo y un demonio "

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

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-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😔)

[europahoynews]

Obispos de Perú contra ley que prescribe delitos de lesa humanidad antes de 2002

Comunicado de http://www.vaticannews.va — La Conferencia Episcopal Peruana pide la derogación de la Ley Nº 32107 sobre el delito de lesa humanidad y crímenes de guerra pues considera que se está sacrificando le respeto a la vida y la defensa de la justicia, causando un irreparable daño a las víctimas de la violencia y a las familias afectadas: Mons. Cabrejos: esta ley es inaceptable porque pone…

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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…

[seryhumano]

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[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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[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.”

[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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[dallianceangel]

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“If you want me to shut up, you’d better make me shut up,” you practically scream. You’ve been arguing for over an hour, completely forgetting what you’re actually arguing over, but you’re too fired up to give a shit.

A smirk on his face, Bishop stands up, giving you the opportunity to see the growing bulge in his jeans. He knows you’re probably still pissed off about this morning, when he got called into work early.

“On the table,” he demands. “And spread your legs.”

Doing as he says, he buries his head between your legs, driving you fucking crazy.

[europahoynews]

Obispos de RD Congo: Actuar el alto el fuego para el Este firmado en Luanda

Comunicado de http://www.vaticannews.va — Llamamiento de la Conferencia Episcopal Nacional Congoleña (CENCO) a los gobiernos de la República Democrática del Congo y Ruanda: “Los socios internacionales no han considerado la guerra en el este del país como una prioridad del mismo modo que la guerra en Ucrania o la situación en Oriente Medio”. Noticias del Vaticano “Que se aplique plenamente el…

[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

[hopefulkidshark]

Plaza del Obispo, Málaga, Spain: The Plaza del Obispo is located in the Andalusian city of Malaga, Spain. It is located in front of the main façade of the Cathedral of the Incarnation in Malaga and the Episcopal Palace of Malaga, at the confluence between Molina Lario and Salinas streets in the historic center of district 1. Wikipedia

[seryhumano]

"Lloramos con Jesús": los obispos católicos lamentan las victorias electorales a favor del aborto

"Lloramos con Jesús": los obispos católicos lamentan las victorias electorales a favor del aborto “La realidad de la Resurrección de Jesús nos enseña que, al final, prevalece la vida”. #CulturaDeLaVida

“Lloramos con Jesús”: los obispos católicos lamentan las victorias electorales a favor del aborto Mientras las medidas a favor del aborto ganaban en las votaciones estatales y las medidas a favor de la vida enfrentaban la derrota, los obispos católicos respondieron a los resultados de las elecciones con profunda decepción. Manifestaron la determinación de continuar trabajando para defender la…

[flightlessangelwings]

Ktober 2023 Day 3- Exhibitionism

Bishop Losa x fem!reader

Word count- 1.2k

Warnings- s.mut (18+ ONLY!), fingering, public sex, hint at a bj,dirty talk, praise kink, cum eating, reader wears short shorts and a low cut top, no use of y/n

Notes- I had SO much fun writing this one y'all have no idea! And it was something a little different for me too! Prompt list made by me. Enjoy!

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“Nice shot, baby,” Bishop purred as you sank another ball in the net.

The two of you played pool in the clubhouse while everyone else gathered and drank and laughed. Angel and Coco played darts in the corner, and they squabled like siblings when each thought the other was losing. Visitors from other chapters of the Mayans filled the clubhouse, and everyone was having a great time.

But all Bishop could focus on was you. How sexy you looked when you bent over the pool table to take your shot. How your brow furrowed in concentration, your determination to beat him apparent on your face. How your breasts started to spill out of your top. How your shorts were just short enough to show a little hint of asscheck, something Bishop always loved.

Vaguely, you were aware of Bishop's heavy gaze on you, but you were too focused on your shot to put your full attention to. You cursed under your breath when you missed your next shot, but when you turned to him next to you, your heart pounded in your chest. Sweat lined your brow, and it wasn’t just from the heat inside the space.

Bishop eyed you up and down with a smirk on his face, “Baby you’re so fuckin’ sexy when you care about a stupid game of pool like that,” his tone was low as he sauntered towards you, closing the space between your bodies and settling slightly behind you.

“Bish,” you couldn’t help the soft giggle that escaped your lips as he caressed your hips and pressed his body against yours. But, as he grasped your ass, giving it a little smack, you let out a low moan that would have caught the attention of anyone nearby if it weren’t for a roar of laughter that erupted at the same time.

“I bet I could fuck you with my fucking fingers right here and no one would notice,” Bishop groaned into your ear as he nibbled on your neck and a hand dripped under the hem of your shorts.

“You what?!” you were caught off guard by his words. But, as he tickled your pussy every so slightly, you found any care you might have had vanished.

“Do you want me to, baby?” Bishop purred, “You want me to fuck you with my fingers right here? Let anyone who might notice see you cum on my fuckin’ fingers?”

If you said the word, Bishop would pull away, albeit he would definitely take you into a closet or bathroom and fuck you in private instead. You felt his hardening cock against your thigh and you let out another moan. The room spun as you thought it over, “I want you to,” you finally whispered as you turned your head and kissed him deeply.

“Let me hear you say it, sweetheart,” he murmured as he bucked his hips against your body and sank his hand lower into your shorts, feeling the warmth of your cunt under his fingers.

“I want you to fuck me with your fingers… Right here,” your tone was low and sultry and dripped with need, “And let anyone watch as you make me cum.”

“That’s my girl,” Bishop growled as he suddenly dove two fingers into your pussy.

You gasped at the sudden intrusion and lurched forward to grab onto the pool table for balance. Bishop stayed close, using his body to support you from behind as he pumped his fingers in and out of you, “Fuck baby… So wet for me.”

All you could do was moan as your body quickly warmed from his touch. 

Bishop wrapped his other arm around your body and cupped at your breast through your shirt, rubbing at your nipple through the fabric, “Does it turn you on, sweetheart?” he asked in a deep voice, “That anyone could look over and see you like this?”

“Y-yes,” you admitted in a whisper.

A low chuckle rumbled in his chest, “Anyone could look over here and see how fucking sexy you look like this,” he thrust his fingers more roughly into you, hitting spots deep inside you, “But they can only see your face, baby… This fucking pussy,” he gave another harsh thrust, “Is mine.”

“Yours,” you moaned as you saw stars. You gripped the table so hard you almost felt like it could break under your grasp, but you didn’t care. You couldn’t care about anything else other than how good Bishop fucked you with his fingers, and how much you craved your release.

“That’s my good girl,” Bishop praised as his rubbed your clit with his thumb, “So fuckin’ good taking my fingers right here in the fucking clubhouse.”

“Bish…”

Suddenly he froze. When you let out a whine, he murmured your name, “Looks like we caught someone’s attention, baby.”

You opened your eyes, not even realizing you had closed them, noticing a prospect from the other chapter across the room. His eyes bore into you and his thoughts were easy to read from the look on his face. His jaw clenched and he had a grip on his beer bottle so tight that he might shatter at any second.

“Why don’t we give him a show?” you purred as you turned and gave Bishop a heated kiss.

“I fucking love you, baby,” Bishop chased your lips when you broke away and kissed you once more before he started thrusting his fingers into you once more.

You moaned loudly against his lips as you rested your head on his shoulder, surrendering yourself to the Mayan completely. Your mind swam as you felt your orgasm quickly build from Bishop hitting your sweet spot over and over again while his thumb grazed your clit.

“He can watch, baby,” Bishop growled as he picked up his pace, “But he can’t have you,” his tone dropped as his grip on you tightened, “You’re fucking mine.”

“Yours… Yes… Fuck…”

“That’s it, sweetheart, cum for me,” Bishop groaned as he felt your inner muscles clench around his fingers, “Show that fucking prospect what he can’t have.”

With that, you came hard with a scream. Your entire body trembled as you fought to keep yourself upright against the pool table, and you felt yourself gush onto Bishop’s fingers. He talked you through your climax, mumbling praises and curses in your ear as you rode out your high on his fingers.

The only reason no one else noticed was because the prospect snapped his beer bottle in his head the moment you screamed, and everyone else was too busy watching him to notice what you and Bishop were up to on the other side of the room. Some of the others cursed and berated the prospect, but a fierce look from Bishop kept him quiet about why he suddenly caused a scene.

“That’s my good girl,” Bishop cooed your ear in a softer tone as he pulled out of you, “So fucking sexy,” he added as he turned you to face him and made you watch as he licked his fingers clean, “And delicious too.”

“Bish!” you playfully chastised him with a light smack on his shoulder as your face felt hot, “That was really hot, though,” you admitted as you shimmied your shoulders softly and placed your hands on his chest, “How about I return the favor?” your tone dropped as you slowly sank to your knees, “Right fucking here.”

Bishop’s eyes went wide and a pulse of need shot through his veins, “Baby, I fuckin’ love you,” he blurted out as he readied himself for your mouth.

[fleursfairies]

i love when i find out new celebrities that were actually born in california but not LA. especially if they are from northern california bc thats where im from.

zendayas from oakland

brie larsons from sacramento

zac efrons from san luis obispo

molly ringwald is from roseville

tom hanks was born in concord but moved to oakland

clint eastwoods from san francisco and currently lives in monterey

ben affleck was born in berkeley

nicholas sparks the writer of the notebook lived in fair oaks for a bit before moving to sacramento

george lucas is from modesto

bruce lee was born in chinatown san francisco

the rock is from hayward which is actually the first place on this list i dont think ive been to

jessica chastain is from sacramento

journey the band is from san francisco. and a bunch of other bands are from california too

sam elliot was born in sacramento

jerry garcia, james franco, etc etc etc

oh and my personal kinda family friends ian and anthony from smosh are from carmichael