Listen I am on my rewatch of The Glory and aside from being madly in love with both the romantic and unhinged nature of Joo Yeo Jeong, The absolute disparity between the good and bad parents in this show is killing me.
Dong-Eun’s mom? Absolute piece of trash with no class.
Yeon-Jin’s mom? Karen who thinks money and power can buy you anything.
Yeo-Jeong’s mom? Absolutely 100% supportive, but not stupid and committed to doing the right thing.
Kang Hyeon-Nam? The baddest bitch alive, willing to do anything to save her daughter even if it means endangering herself.
And then you have the disparity between Jae Jun and Do-Hyeong, who both cared about Ye-Sol. Jae Jun only cared about her when it was convenient for him and wanted her not because he truly loved her but because he wanted to possess her. Meanwhile, you have Do-Hyeong who is constantly looking out for Ye-Sol’s best interests even though he isn’t biologically related to her.
NOT ONLY THAT, but you also have Yeo-Jeong’s Dad, who was murdered by a patient while doing what he thought was right by saving him, unintentionally starting his son on the path to revenge.
And like yeah The Glory’s main focus is revenge but it’s also an exquisite commentary on how we pass down, inherit, come to terms with, and outright prevent generational trauma from our parents. It also shows how we can choose to do better or worse than they did based on the relationships we create or take for granted.
Idk man, as a generational trauma cycle breaker myself and mom of an (adopted adult) daughter that also experienced so much of that, this show gets to me on a parenting level in a way I can’t even begin to describe.
(Also Do-Yeong’s relationship with Ye-Sol makes me cry in the best way 🥹)
good morning pookies and happy friday. i’ve been feeling a bit blah about my writing && my place in the community. so i’m thinking about taking a break from hyeon. just a mini one, enough that i come back from this burnout. i honestly might work on raph’s blog during my mini break… anyways, as always, i’m down to plot or do mini things on discord, so moots feel free to add me there. discord under the cut!
@goddessrisen has requested a story : ' you don't look particularly sorry. you look rather pleased with yourself. ' - verona, ofc.
𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒅.
Verily , not a trace of guilt upon her , not hardly the barest hints of remorse for having caused such a scene ( one still currently transpiring in the wake of own actions : a man barking mad for having just caught his woman in the coils of a serpent ) . Verona looks on at the two caught in the aftermath of her lascivious meddling , observing with an air of UNDESERVED PRIDE ; mortals were so w e a k , so susceptible to pleasure and the longing for m o r e , for b e t t e r ( & who is she to deny a woman’s obvious desires ? perish the thought ! ) . It is a sick sense of pride which swells further when the other woman ignores her boyfriend and meets Verona’s eye across the bar with a knowing smile ( the very same coquettish look which began this whole debacle ) . The empyrean tips her head , lifting her glass to the other before shifting focus to Hyeon , tossing her a Chesire’s grin ; all teeth , all malignant glee and gratification.
❝ Well , life is much too short to regret one’s choices , hm ? ❞ She sips her cocktail , self-satisfied , ❝ Besides , how is it MY FAULT that the man did not keep a good enough hand on his woman ? Truly , sounds more of an issue on his part than my own , if you ask me ! And all I did was simply introduce myself , I assure you , nothing untoward happened — ❞ Not unless one were to consider the way her hand sat possessively upon the flesh of the other’s thigh , sneaking clawtips ever higher beneath the hemline of a skirt , whispering seductive p r o m i s e s through her thoughts ‘pon a forked tongue — Yes , nothing untoward AT ALL .
Verona presses a hand to her breast , expression feigning i n n o c e n c e , ❝ I promise you , it was not my intention to sully their love ! ❞ Though , clearly , if all it took to break them apart was the infraction of a single soul , was it really l o v e at all ? Verona doubts it. ❝ I merely saw an enchanting little morsel and could not help myself. Now , is that so terrible , to want to indulge ? Is that truly A SIN ? ❞
@goddessrisen / starters ; ❛ you can yell at me later. just let me help you. ❜
nervous hands move frantically to clean up the mess she had made, 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒌𝒏𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒍𝒆𝒔 and bandages strewn haphazardly around. ❛ do i yell at you a lot or something ? ❜ buffy lets out a low, slightly sarcastic chuckle. but it’s also her way of accepting the help, pushing the first aid kit in hyeon’s direction. ❛ you ever heard of a mohra demon ? turns out punching them relentlessly doesn’t really do much. hence the state i’m in. ❜
the quiet crackle of the fire and the tired shuffling of the camp's inhabitants were hyeon-seung's only companions for the evening. it was a comfort, surrounded by the sounds of a content, safe camp. though the ragtag group hadn't been traveling together long, they'd fallen into a pattern, one that she was more than happy to follow. night-watch was a comfort, allowing her time to herself and her thoughts, something she coveted when surrounded by so many strong... personalities.
a small, exhausted smile curled at the corners of her lips as her gaze shifted from the camp toward the darkness of the surrounding forest. the quiet chirping of her familiar on a nearby tree relaxed the druid, knowing that her sharp-eyed companion would alert her of any danger she hadn't already sensed. all too often, ankaa saved her from unknown peril with quick thinking. it was only as bright, amber eyes clocked the slightest shifting of nearby foliage, that hyeon-seung's attention snapped back to her current task. dark brows furrowed as she tensed, magic stirring within as she waited with bated breath.
she relaxed as the familiar form of their resident paladin stepped into the warm light of the burning fire. hyeon-seung hadn't noticed the other elf leave the camp, though it would not have been difficult. she'd been... preoccupied with an old bottle of elven wine they'd found while traversing the countryside.
" i must say, you are quite the sight, my dear. the wilderness does you good, i see. come, sit with me... if you so please. " the druid patted the seat next to her, shooting the other a small, sly grin.
Though I hate to see her cry, I love that they did this scene with her mom. For most of the drama Dong-eun is shown as monotone and almost emotionless because she is so focused on revenge, but underneath it all she’s still just a scared girl with deep trauma.
They have done previous scenes where they’ve shown how nervous she does sometimes get (like throwing up that one time after facing a bully).
But seeing her heart just absolute break after her already trash mother shows her true colors again… it really showed she still had some tiny bit of love and hope that maybe, just maybe, her mom would side with her this time. But she didn’t.
And then she goes home where Yeo-jeong let’s her have her space but still quietly walks around so she still knows he’s there if she ever needs him 😭 I cryyy