On Sunday, the United Methodist Church made history. For the first time ever, the church commissioned a nonbinary trans person as a member of the clergy.
M Barclay went to seminary in Texas, where they read feminist and queer theology alongside other texts. M tried to join the clergy in 2012, when they identified as a lesbian in a same-gender relationship, but wasn’t approved. Later, M joined a more inclusive Methodist network in Chicago, came out as trans, and started on the path toward being ordained.
Barclay said they have received many messages from people opposed to their leadership in the church because of their gender identity. But Barclay has also heard from LGBT Christians, from the parents of LGBT youth and from supportive churches that seek Barclay’s input about a theology that embraces Christian teaching and queer inclusion.
“How do I theologically and scripturally advocate for trans people? I’m invited a lot to preach on that question,” Barclay said.
Now, as a member of the clergy, Barclay will continue the ministry at Reconciling Ministries Network and will give more sermons and workshops at Methodist churches, with one noticeable change: Barclay will be wearing a collar. Most Methodist clergy don’t wear their collar every day, but Barclay wants to.
“I feel very called to do that,” they said. “A visibly trans person who is an extension of the church — queer and trans people need to see that. They need to see themselves reflected in the life of faith.”
The story is of course not as simple as this; the article linked above includes quotes from people who still oppose M’s participation in the clergy, as well as explanations of some of the other challenges LGBTQ Christians face. But M has achieved something big here, a well-deserved honor that they will undoubtedly use for good. Congratulations.
this little moment these two shared when they noticed the rest of the girl squad and the pepsi max girls laughing together was awesome. how sana stopped walking when she noticed them and how noora immediately did as well, and how they turned to face each other and agreed in silence. this was them asking: let’s do this? to each other and then saying okay, let’s do this together. their non verbal communication was lovely to see. and during this clip we are made to feel like this isn’t simply sana vs the rest of them, like we’ve got noora on our side, because she is on sana’s side
So, there was a lot going on this chapter, wasn’t there? Between the non-stabbing, the consequential continuation of the fight, Sangwoo being arrested, Bum being dragged along with him, and Sangwoo putting Seungbae on the spot, it was a rollercoaster of a chapter.
We all know (I hope) that Sangwoo is very intelligent. We also know that (to some extent) he cares for Bum. Which makes me hesitant to say exactly whether Sangwoo is using his heart or his brain this chapter (ignore the cliche).
After Sangwoo has been ‘brought down’ by Seungbae, we get to see this jewel. Now I’d argue that he’s genuinely thinking of Bum here with no ulterior motive. He looks so defeated. He’s just woken up from being tased. He’s thinking about what’s most important in that moment- Bum. Exactly what he’s thinking is more obscure. Is he disappointed in Bum, sad, angry, confused? We have one word and with it a million possibilities.
Here’s my take on it. Not to sound too, well, romantic, but Sangwoo’s face here looks so broken. I look at him here, and I see a man who thinks he’s lost everything (or is about to) and is desperately clinging to one thing above all else. His eyebrows are raised towards his nose, slanting down towards his ears. This could just be due to the angle we’re looking at him from, but it could also be indicative of pain. Of course, he was just tased so that could have something to do with it, but I think the pain he’s feeling the most at this moment is emotional. He looks so done.
Cut to the station:
This is the intelligent ‘can think his way out of anything’ Sangwoo at work here. Look at him. He’s watching. Gathering information, and assessing the situation. If he ever needed his smarts, it’s now. And this is where things get complicated, in my opinion. Sangwoo is trying to find a way out of an impossible situation. And then Bum arrives.
And Sangwoo freaks out.
He gets angry. He starts yelling. He moves with speed. He reacts in such a way that everyone literally freezes.
Look carefully at Seungbae’s face here because I’ll come back to it in a second. But first, Sangwoo doesn’t stop just because everyone else does. He uses Bum to his advantage. This is where I start to find things interesting. Sangwoo is too smart to not know what he is doing here. By showing he cares for his ‘victim’ he is blowing huge holes in Seungbae’s theory. And Sangwoo knows this. I mean look:
‘What happened to your face, Bum?’ As if he doesn’t already know. Sangwoo is looking at Bum and seeing an opportunity to get off scot-free. It is obvious that that is what he is doing. (Quick side-note because Bum’s face kills me here). But is that the ONLY reason he’s doing it? Is this Sangwoo freaking out, but intelligently? Is he showing genuine concern for Bum here, or just using him? Is he trying to save himself, or save them both? What is he feeling for Bum at this moment, considering everything that’s happened beforehand? The answers to these questions are a huge indication of Sangwoo’s motives, but sadly, I don’t know what they are.
I mean, on the one hand, he’s making Seungbae’s theory look more and more ridiculous with every passing moment (and doesn’t Seungbae just know it):
Look at his face here. He is so out of his depth. Sangwoo has completely outsmarted him, and his mind is reeling. Why? Because Sangwoo has used emotions to his advantage. In Seungbae’s mind, Sangwoo is this psycho, emotionless, ‘evil’ man. He doesn’t care about anyone but himself. Bum is his victim and nothing else. Yet, here is a man who seems to care about Bum to the point of desperation. It’s a clever ploy, one that even shocks Seungbae. He looks so surprised to see that Sangwoo might care about someone. That he might actually have emotions. He’s stunned into silence, and every second he stays that way is a second more that Sangwoo can use to his advantage. Seungbae seems to have made a rookie mistake. Prior to this point, I’m pretty sure he’s only thought so far as getting Sangwoo to the station, and figured if he could do that he’d ‘win’. He doesn’t seem to realize that the fight between them didn’t end with Sangwoo’s arrest. And, boy that’s not going to end well for him.
On the other hand, we get this Sangwoo:
Look at his face in the second panel. I know that ‘reading Sangwoo’ is an art-form that no one’s mastered, but I’m going to go out on a limb here and say this is genuine emotion in his face. So, is Sangwoo using his brain, his heart or some unholy alliance of the two? I would argue for the latter. He’s emotional, but he’s not stupid. He’s using his genuine feelings and concern for Bum, amping them up, and using them to fool everyone. As far as I can remember, Sangwoo hasn’t done that before. He’s been either cold and calculating, or emotional to an unhealthy degree. We know he’s good at faking earnestness, which is what makes me uncertain about this whole outburst.
I mean, once Bum is next to him, he reverts back to calculating Sangwoo:
Look at that scheming face
And then he goes for the final blow:
Oh, KO, Suengbae! You are outta here! This is seriously the most brilliant plan Sangwoo could have come up with. Not only has he completely discredited Seungbae’s theory, but he’s distracted the rest of the police from it, too. In fact, he’s put his own involvement in the CEO’s daughter’s murder (that’s a mouthful) so far out of everyone’s mind, he doesn’t even register. He cares, he’s polite, he apologises, he bows. No way he can be a murderer, right? Ignore the fact that he came at ‘Bum’s ex’ with a knife. Everyone does that when confronted with their SO’s ex, right?
I’ve included this panel because I have a sneaky suspicion that Sangwoo’s face is showing some evidence of this victory on it. I mean, he knows he’s all but ‘proved’ himself innocent, and condemned Seungbae. Now Bum isn’t smart enough to figure all this out, which probably explains how confused he looks. But I think Sangwoo may be hiding a smile here.
I mean think about it. The police questioning Sangwoo is one thing, but Bum would’ve gotten them both arrested the second he was alone in an interrogation room. Lies are not that boy’s strong point.
So, maybe you’re wondering what the point of all this was? Did I really say anything that somebody hasn’t already? Probably not, but I’m curious. I’m curious as to how people interpreted this scene. Do you think it was all a ploy? Do you think Sangwoo was genuinely overly-emotional? Or do you think he was emotional, but using those to his advantage? Or something completely different? Personally, I think Sangwoo was feeling pretty raw this chapter (and the last). I think he was genuinely something for Bum this chapter, I just can’t figure out what. Is he concerned? Is he angry that someone’s touching his Bum? Scared, jealous, something else? I really can’t tell. All I can say is that I think he was emotional, even if I can’t figure out what emotion that is. I think he used that emotion to his advantage, and used Bum as a get-out-of-jail-free card to keep them both out of the reach of the police. Whether he cares about Bum in this moment or not is another question, but he certainly wanted the police to never doubt that.
So, the tl;dr of this long, rambly post is, I think the side of Sangwoo we see here was his calculating one. I think the outburst in the station was somewhat emotional, but was mainly a ploy on Sangwoo’s part. I’d say he was 8/10ths intelligence and 2/10ths emotion at the station. I think the emotion was genuine, but not. I can’t explain it. It’s almost as if Sangwoo is saying what he genuinely thinks he feels, covering up what he actually feels with semi-real concern. So he is concerned about Bum, but it’s a different concern to what he’s showing? He’s concerned he’ll lose him, but not concerned about him being hurt? Sangwoo, you are near impossible to figure out.
I think I'm in love with this person I've never spoken to, they're hot
Magnus and Alec:
*say I love you after clearly having feelings for each other for 2 seasons, dating for a while, spending lots of time learning about each other and comminicating as well as facing the thought of losing each other not once but twice*
You’re not a couple that gets focus until the Cone has seen both people involved together and judged the ship. (Except his own, which he’s admitted he can’t accurately judge. I’m sure Yumi and Shuukichi will get judgement eventually.)
I really want to continue this series :) So if you want, send me an ask with your favourite character and a quote of theirs that means something to you, and I’ll see if I can use it! I’m trying not to use romance-specific quotes so that everyone can identify themselves with them regardless of their personal playthrough.
(Oh yeah, though they’re not technically companions I do intend to go with Josephine and Cullen as well because let’s face it they’re amazing. So if there’s any other non-companion characters you’d like to see, shoot me an ask!)
warnings: dom!Hoseok, demeaning names, oral, public sex
You knee bounced up and down nervously. An hour had passed and still no reply from Hoseok. You bit back a sigh, regretting sending that ‘What are you doing tonight?’ message to him. You felt like an idiot, worse yet, a desperate idiot.
You cringed, remembering the hope that had sprung in your chest as you boldly fired off that text to Hoseok. You had honestly expected him to reply back straight away, conveying some kind of interest, wanting you as badly as you wanted him. Instead, you had nothing but stifling silence.
“Are you liking the film?” Taehyung leaned over and whispered, his eyes were full of concern and you gave him a weak smile in return. “It’s just a little bit scary,” You lied. He nodded and offered you a warm smile. “I’ll protect you,” He said reassuringly. Your phone vibrated in your pocket and you felt your heart leap in your chest. “Thanks Tae,” You responded faintly, staring straight at the TV until Taehyung glanced away from you, focusing on the movie again.
Struggling to stay calm, you glanced down surreptitiously at your phone, feeling your heart race in your chest. There was a message notification, from a string of numbers- someone who wasn’t in your contacts.
Can I have slow, long and teasing 2009!Phan smut please !!
this is latelatelate
i added daddy kink bc i’m trash
ew this is shit but it’s 2 am shut up
Dan watched carefully from the doorway as Phil sat down on the edge of his bed, stretching his arms above his head.
He bit at his nails; a bad nervous habit he had developed recently, and gazed at him from under the hair falling in his eyes.
Phil realized after a second that Dan was still just standing there, and raised his eyebrows, sitting up.
“Well c'mon,” he said, patting the spot next to him on the bed; oblivious. “Don’t get shy now, it’s not like you haven’t been in my room before.” He flashed Dan a crooked grin.
Dan let his gaze fall to his feet. Fuck, he was already blushing.
“Hey… what’s up?” Phil asked, finally noticing something may not be right with the younger boy. “Did I say something? I’m really sorry if I did, I-”
“No,” Dan said finally, his voice coming out shakier than he would have liked. “Y-You didn’t say anything. It’s n-not that.”
“So what is it?” Phil shifted on the bed, tilting his head to the side and arching his eyebrows in question. Dan swallowed.
“Do you not want to have sex with me?” Dan blurted, his eyes widening and his face going dark red the second the words were out.
There was incredibly painful awkward silence, as Phil stared at Dan and Dan tried not to cry from the tension.
“What?” Phil finally asked, his voice breaking. Dan avoided his eyes.
“Do you not… want to have… sex with me…?” He repeated, slower. “Do you not, like, see me that way?”
More silence, and Dan felt as if his head would explode.
He looked up, biting his lip and meeting Phil’s eyes.
“C'mere,” Phil repeated, motioning to him.
Dan inched forward, slowly edging towards Phil as if he was scared he would bite him. He moved to sit next to him, but Phil grabbed his wrist.
“Not there. Here,” he mumbled, tugging the boy down and onto his lap, so he was straddling him. Dan let out a soft gasp.
“Dan.” Phil cupped his face, holding his cheeks in both hands, and searched his eyes. “Of course I want to have sex with you.”
Dan blinked. “Y-You do…?”
“Of course!” Phil smiled. “I just didn’t want to… I didn’t want to push anything.” He shrugged. “I didn’t think you were ready.”
“Are you kidding?” Dan squeaked, placing his hands over Phil’s. “I’ve been ready since I met you. I’ve been really, really ready, and I’m tired of waiting.”
Phil laughed softly, letting one hand fall to Dan’s hip, the other staying on his face. “I just thought-”
“Well don’t think,” Dan breathed, pressing his lips to Phil’s abruptly. Phil froze, before melting into the touch. His hand moved to Dan’s lower back, pulling him closer and licking at his lower lip.
“Dan,” Phil gasped, pulling back and resting their foreheads together. Dan’s mind raced, filled with endless possibilities of what they could do, what he had wanted to do for so long. Maybe he was finally going to get what he wanted. “Dan, you have to be completely positive you want this. I am not stealing your first time, that would make me feel terrible.”
Dan blushed. Phil knew he was a virgin; it had been one of the first things they had talked about.
“I want it,” he whispered, licking his lips, his eyelashes fanning his pink-tinted cheeks. “I swear, I want it so bad. I want you.”
Phil slowly intertwined his fingers with Dan’s, sliding his hand into his. “I think we should go slow.”
Dan nodded, smiling. He wanted this, he really did, but that didn’t keep him from being nervous. Phil seemed so damn experienced, he was so much more mature in Dan’s eyes, he still couldn’t believe he was really in this situation in the first place. In Phil Lester’s bedroom, about to…
Jesus. His heart was just about jumping out of his chest.
“Thank you,” he muttered.
Phil hummed, nodding and mapping out a small area of Dan’s neck with his fingers, tracing the skin. Dan shivered, taking a shaky breath when Phil dipped his head, planting his lips to the spot and sucking.
“Oh…” he breathed, choking on the words. Phil wrapped his arms around Dan’s waist, holding him closer, and damn, he really seemed to know what he was doing.
Phil really didn’t know what he was doing, not a bit. All he knew was he had dreamed of having Dan in a situation just like this, and now that they were here, he was combining his pure desperate lust with his need to just kiss Dan’s skin as gently as possible, and making it into… whatever he was doing right now.
Phil nipped at Dan’s throat, and Dan tilted his head back, gripping Phil’s shoulders for balance, he whimpered, closing his eyes and focusing on the feeling of Phil’s mouth and lips and tongue on his skin. He was also focusing on not jizzing his pants.
Phil slid his hands over Dan’s bum, squeezing gently, and a high pitched moan fell from Dan’s lips. He immediately covered his mouth, his eyes widening; embarrassed.
“I-” he started, but Phil just shook his head.
“Do it again.”
Phil kneaded his ass again, sucking at the same spot on his neck, harder. Dan squeaked, moaning loudly and automatically rutting against Phil’s thigh.
“There we go,” Phil hummed, pinching Dan’s flesh and making him jump. “Good boy.”
Dan whimpered at the praise, moaning again and wrapping his legs around Phil’s waist, clinging to him.
“You’re shaking.” Phil kissed his nose, and Dan caught his lower lip between his teeth.
“Am I?” He whispered back. Phil nodded.
Phil gently tugged at the hem of Dan’s shirt, and Dan lifted his arms above his head. Phil pulled it off, tossing it aside and ridding himself of his own shirt.
In one movement Phil stood, holding Dan up and turning, pinning him to the bed so that now he was on top of him, hovering over him.
“I think you’re shaking too,” Dan breathed, kissing the side of Phil’s mouth.
“Sorry.” Phil laughed nervously. “I just really don’t want to mess this up.”
Phil bit his lip. “I could.”
Dan ran his hands over Phil’s shoulders, trying to calm his nerves. It helped to see that Phil was just as scared by this as he was, for whatever reason.
“But you won’t.” Dan pressed kiss after kiss on Phil’s cheeks. “Tell me something.”
“Hm?” Phil mumbled, his fingers gliding over Dan’s stomach.
“Tell me something. Like, something I don’t know.”
Phil chuckled breathily, running his fingertips over Dan’s button and tugging. “I’m slightly allergic to cats.”
“Really?” Dan put his hands on Phil’s, helping him unbutton his jeans, trying to ignore the fire in his stomach. He knew that already. He wasn’t sure there was anything about Phil he didn’t know.
“Mhm.” Phil nodded, his eyes brightening. He slowly and carefully pushed Dan’s jeans down his hips. “My middle name is Michael. But you knew that one.” He licked his lips. “I made a game when I was fourteen. I was really into programming I guess. Still kind of am.”
Dan gasped as Phil’s fingers brushed over his bulge, clinging to him. “That’s- so cool,” he breathed, digging his nails into Phil’s shoulders.
“Don’t back out now.” Dan whined softly. “Please, Phil, need you inside me.”
Phil moaned, nodding slightly and pulling at Dan’s boxers. Dan had no time to even think about being self conscious; Phil had his hand wrapped around Dan’s cock in seconds, his boxers clinging to his hips. Dan whimpered loudly, automatically bucking up into the touch.
Dan desperately tugged at Phil’s zipper, messily pushing his jeans down, and Phil removed them completely.
“How much,” Phil whispered, biting down on Dan’s neck, listening to his soft noises of desperation. “How much do you need me?”
“So much,” Dan gasped, scratching down Phil’s back. “So much, daddy, please-!”
A growl fell from Phil’s lips and he was sucking on his fingers, before pushing Dan’s legs up and circling his hole.
Dan whimpered, whining and squirming as Phil held him still, moaning when Phil pushed a finger in.
“Daddy,” he breathed again, and Phil groaned. He pumped his finger, digging his nails into Dan’s thigh with the other one.
Dan smirked, grinning at him and licking his lips. Phil leaned up to kiss him deeply, licking into his mouth as he carefully added another finger; stretching him.
Phil was not too quick with the stretching; it was Dan’s first time, and it really had to be perfect. He still couldn’t wrap his mind around the fact that Dan had chosen him for this…
He was always amazed that Dan liked him in the first place.
The next few minutes were filled with soft kisses and moans, clinging to each other like if they let go, it would all be over.
It took Dan a moment but he soon got used to Phil’s fingers, pushing back on them.
“Daddy, please,” he whimpered, meeting Phil’s eyes. “Want your cock, Phil.”
Phil took a shaky breath, and nodded.
“Are you sure you-”
“Yes, damn it!”
Phil laughed. “Alright, fine. Just making sure baby.”
Phil slicked himself up, lining up with Dan so that their hips were aligned, hovering over him. He kissed him softly, slowly pushing in.
Dan gasped, immediately tending up and clinging to Phil’s shoulders like his life support. Phil hummed, kissing his cheeks and all down his jaw.
“It’s okay,” he whispered. “Focus on me. Focus on the pleasure.” He slowly wrapped his hand around Dan’s dick, rubbing him in time to the thrusts, and soon he was moaning and squirming under his touch.
“Shit,” Dan hissed through his teeth. “Phil…”
“Good boy,” Phil mumbled, slowly thrusting, aiming for the places he knew would make Dan scream. “Doing so well, such a good boy for me, I- fuck…”
Dan moaned loudly, throwing his head back, practically drooling. Okay. Now he got it. It felt really fucking good.
Phil sped up, watching Dan’s face carefully and letting out quiet grunts ever time he moved. Soft noises of pleasure and the creaking of bedsprings filled the room.
“I-I can’t last much longer,” Dan whined, scratching his nails down Phil’s back. “Harder, go harder.”
And then Dan let out a noise that was probably the most angelic thing Phil had ever heard, and he was pounding into him, snapping his hips roughly as he fucked into him. Dan shrieked, a continuous wordless stream of moaning falling from his lips.
“I’m gonna- I love you, I love you so much, Phil, fuck-!”
Dan came over Phil’s hand and his stomach, whining loud and high pitched, and Phil gasped.
“Holy fuck,” he managed to groan, burying his face in Dan’s neck and letting go inside him, his hips twitching.
They stayed like that for a moment, Dan gasping for breath, his noises shaky, soaking in what he had done. Phil slowly pulled out, but they stayed tangled up together, all heat and sweat and pure exhaustion.
“I meant it.”
Phil looked up, brushing hair out of Dan’s eyes. “Hm…?”
“I meant it,” he repeated, grinning. “I really do love you, I don’t care if that’s weird.”
Phil’s entire face lit up.
“I love you too,” he breathed. “And I definitely don’t care if that’s weird either.”