#the glory spoilers

[the-expired-tofu]

The Devil's Trumpets | Pt. 1

|| A 'The Glory' fanfic ||

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a/n: Hey there, this is my first time writing a fan fiction. I might change a few things in my fictions later on. Also, my English isn't my first language so my writing might lack some fluency. Hope you enjoy :) trigger warnings: bullying, murder, gore, depression, abuse, mature content, violence, sexual themes. pairing: reader x multi

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Y/N

“Y/N DID YOU MESS UP YOUR CUSTOMER’S ORDER AGAIN?” My manager yelled.

 “I’m sorry, I’ll make sure this doesn’t happen again,” I apologise as I bow in front of him, followed by a sharp pain of his slap right across my face. Gasps and whispers echoed in the room.

  “Fifth time this month. Do you get what I'm saying? FIFTH TIME THIS MONTH!!! Am firing you next time you do this again. YOU HEAR ME?”

“Yes sir.”

 He begins to walk away as I retreat back to clean the counter.

 "Honey, you should go easier on her," The manager's wife whispered.

  "Look, we are the only ones properly running this restaurant and we barely get any customers. This is the least i can do to atleast get more people.”

"Don't you think he's being too hard on her? She barely got a proper job after her graduation. He should be grateful that she even chose to work here," whispered one of my co-workers.

"I don't know. I heard she ran away from her house. We don't even have any information about her family. Don't you think it's all too suspicious?"

"Is Min-Hee really even her niece? Or is that a child she had out of wedlock?"

And so all the whispers followed. So many rumours yet none of those ever bothered me.

My shift is almost over.

I’ve been working at a fast food restaurant in Seoul for two years now. I live in an apartment few blocks away with Min-Hee, my four year old niece. Her parents were killed in an accident two years ago. Her mother, who was also my sister, had wished for me to take Min-Hee into custody. Quite many people were against this idea since I was financially unstable to raise her on my own. Today, I can say am financially stable enough to get Min-Hee into a school. The restaurant employees, including myself, are not well compensated. Payment of bills and rent is quite difficult for all of us. The money I make from my job was enough for me to manage a roof over our heads. Even though I never wanted to live like this, I am still grateful of the fact that I no longer live in Semyeong.

I finish my shift by depositing the rubbish outside in the restaurant's back yard. I was thinking of buying some noodles for Min-Hee on the way home when I notice a shadowy figure standing at the end of the street.

I didn't give it much thought until the person started walking towards me. Nobody else was on the street except me, and our restaurant had just been closed by one of my coworkers. It was 9:45 p.m. I don’t know where to go. I don’t have anything to protect myself with.

The faint light in the street helped me figure out the person’s appearance. The individual had their hair tied back as a low ponytail and wore a long grayish coat along with long loose pants. As the individual came more nearer, I could finally see the face. It’s a woman.

As she eventually approached me, I could finally recognize her. I felt chills running down my body when she got more closer. I remember who she is.

Moon Dong-Eun. After so many years. I was quite curious to what happened to her after she dropped out. The Moon Dong-Eun I remembered from high school feels like an entirely different person than the one standing right in front of me. But what the fuck is she doing here? How and why did she find me?

“It’s been quite a long time. How are you doing y/n?”

 I didn’t say anything at first.

“You can say am doing fine I guess. I have a job now and…." I paused. I decided to stop blabbering and cut straight to the chase. "What are you doing here? How the hell did you even find me?”

“I will explain that later. I need your favour.”

“Favour?” I crossed my arms as I said so.

“Yes. I’ve been wanting to do this for quite many years now. I can even pay you if you want.”

“Pay me?" That's strange. "Okay. What is it that you need from me?” I ask hesitantly.

She doesn't say anything and looks around. Is she trying to look out for someone?

“I need you to go back to Semyeong.”

My arms dropped to my sides. The silence grew louder between us. I stood right there in disbelief. No, I cant go back there. Not when I have Min-Hee now, no. I worked hard to get away from that godforsaken place. No. I cant go back there.

“Sorry I cant. I cant just go back to Semyeong just because you asked me to. Am not going back even if you pay me. Since you’ve been able to find out where I live, you might already know that I have my niece to take care of. Sorry. Just find someone else.” I raise my hands as I try to dismiss our conversation and retreat away from her.

“I understand your reason. But don’t you think they're living their lives quite easily, after knowing what they’ve done to you? What they’ve done to us? Don’t you want revenge too-”

“Am sorry. I already told you, I cant go back there. I can barely afford anything these days, let alone go back to the hell I escaped from. Sorry, I wont help you.” I nod my head as I gather my things.

“It’s 10 pm. I have to get back.” I say after a pause. I start walking towards my apartment. Min-Hee is waiting for me.

“Yoon So-Hee was murdered.”

I stop dead in my tracks. Yoon So-Hee? Oh I remember her so well. Someone like us. Yoon So-Hee. She disappeared one day out of nowhere. Or so I was told. Nobody was able to find out what happened to her. Yoon So-Hee.

“What?” I turned around to face her.

She shows me a picture of a dull yellowish name tag. On it was carved in black “Park Yeon-Jin”. My mouth went completely dry. Yeon-Jin? She is behind the disappearance of So-Hee? How did Dong-Eun find that out?

“I mailed this name tag to the police right after I dropped out, hoping it would work, I was pretty naïve back then.”

“If you gave that to the police, how do you have the picture with you then?”

“I have my sources, which I can’t tell you yet.”

I keep staring at the name tag, did she really murder her? She willingly went that far to kill someone for her pride?

“After Yoon So-Hee’s disappearance, the police found a body of a girl in her teens with her skull cracked. Maybe she had few of her ribs broken as well. The body was found near the abandoned building of our school. Apparently, they did find a pink lighter at the roof of the building and never informed anyone outside their own people, but because of the snow, they couldn’t trace who it belonged to. The sweater she wore was burned too.”

All this information was just a lot for me take in. I just couldn’t say anything.

Dong-Eun takes my phone out of my hand and dials some random digits on it. She saves the number under her name. I need to put on a phone password.

“Call me if you ever change your mind. I’ll see you later.”

I stood there completely motionless as she walks away to the end of the street. She gets into her car and drives past me, didn’t even bother to look at me. What did she get herself into? How the hell did she manage to get hands on a confidential evidence? What will be her next move? She did mention she had some help in accessing the name tag. Then who’s helping her? Are they even reliable?

The ring of my phone interrupts my chain of thoughts. It’s Min-Hee calling from a telephone number.

“When are you coming home?”

“Almost there. Just crossing the street.”

“Doesn’t your shift end at 9.30?”

“Yeah I was just caught up with some stuff. Do we have food at home?”

“Oh yeah we have the leftovers from today’s lunch.”

“Oh that’s great. I’ll be right home.”

“Okay.”

I slide my phone inside my pocket as I walk up the stairs. Moon Dong-Eun. What the hell are you playing at?

I walk into my apartment. I haven’t stopped thinking about what Dong-Eun told me. She comes out of nowhere, tracks me down, finds out where I live and where I work, and decides to tell me about an information I am in no liberty to talk about to anyone. Are there more people who know about this? Or is it just me? What the hell do I do now?

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[heavensenthearty]

Many people say there were plot holes in The Glory about each crime and that the successful punishments depended too much on coincidences. But the way I see it, things are left open enough and we don't actually know how the discovery of each crime is staged, we just know the abusers received what was coming to them. That's the plot, it's not a mystery or detective show, it's a revenge drama. (SPOILERS AHEAD).

Take Teacher Kim's death for example. We know how he died but we don't know how he was found by the paramedics. Let's say his son moved some of the bouquets to another room after the teacher fainted and said he was moving them to where they wouldn't pose a danger to the teacher before the latter arrived home, but he busied himself before he could move them all. His father arrived home earlier than expected, saw the remaining bouquets in the room, panicked, dropped his inhaler, his son couldn't listen or help because he was in another room.

The police wouldn't be able to prove it happened otherwise.

Did he buy the flowers? No, they were gifts sent to him. Were his fingerprints on the flowers? Yes, of course they were, they were sent to him and he received them at the door. Were his shoe/footprints in the room? Yes, of course they were, it was his father's house.

Even if they were suspicious, they would need motive to build a circunstancial case. But they can't investigate motive if the physical evidence doesn't point to anything else than this being an accidental death at worst.

The point is that none of that matters because the spotlight isn't meant to be on the police but on the protagonist who is setting these events in motion.

As for the coincidences, I agree that Dong-Eun couldn't have known certain things would happen the way they did no matter how much she planned her revenge, but I also think those things weren't in her original plan. It seemed like she had clear goals but was flexible enough on how to achieve them. That's her established character. She didn't know what happened to Myeng-o immediately, but she was happy with the result and moved on.

And I think some others like Jae-Joon's crash and death were simply luck being on her side, which plays into the symbolism and irony of the story as well. Dong-Eun doesn't believe in God but she caught many "lucky breaks" in her journey as improbable as they seemed.

From the beginning, what were the chances that Yeon-Jin's own maid would need help with a revenge too? Dong-Eun says so herself.

There is even the no-so-subtle introduction of a God that believes in punishment when Dong-Eun "prays" to Him in front of Sa-Ra.

So, yes, that's one of the themes of the show rather than a plot hole.

[tovesaiko]

I went back to finish The Glory and honestly the last episode was the best episode of the entire drama to me.I love when cdramas include gothic horror elements.

The entire sequence with Zhuang Shuang Yi going around the house, pleading with his mother, then Mrs. Zhou and finally his sister had such an eerie feel, it was a perfect culmination to Han Yan's revenge even if she wasn't taking an active part in it. Her closing the door on him like she was shutting the gates of hell was spectacular.

[jadeinretrogrde]

joo yeo-jeong: *opens a drawer full of knives"

me:

[sun-pluto]

just asking the universe in general. why did they have to make ha do-yeong so hot. he could’ve literally just been a rich middle-aged quiet dad that keeps to himself and we spare him a glance once or twice but nO they had to make him wear suits every day. he is attracted to intelligent women and those who challenge him. he loves his daughter so damn much. they also had to make me watch him beat the shit out of asshole punk jae-jun as if it’s nothing to him. he’s literally starring as the main lead in the same show as a detective dilf in another universe. what on earth.

[redwithjoon]

I think one of the underrated, shocking scene from The Glory is when Yeon jin said:

"What exactly did we do to Moon Dong-eun? Was it that bad?"

Like they forgot, they almost completely forgot about her, even Sa-Ra couldn't remember her name.

They didn't know how they tortured her even though Dongeun had to live with the memory and the scar all her life.

I mean, the way my jaw dropped when she said that.

[muninnhuginn]

I think something that doesn’t get as much attention when analysing Dong-eun’s character is just how much about it is about *control* for her. She intends from the beginning to pull off her revenge without leaving a trace. It gets a bit obscured because of how much of her plans rely on characters reacting according to their nature and creating a domino effect, but her research to get to that point is meticulous. And, for all that we as the audience are allowed to see her moments of weakness, she doesn’t allow herself to be seen like that by her tormentors. The only exception (and interestingly it’s a shared weakness with Yeon-jin) is her mother.

But overall, she refused herself happiness for years because she didn’t want it to distract her from her goals. She intended to commit suicide once her revenge was complete and remove herself from the picture entirely, safe in the knowledge that those who had tormented her and others would have no way back.

The spanner in the works was ultimately Yeo-jeong. Sure, she factored him in once she knew of him but in actuality it was him who took the first step. He chose to devote himself to her cause and understand her rather than trying to dissuade her. That said, whilst the others don’t take it to the same extent, he’s not the only one who takes this approach with her. Mrs Kang, her former co-worker, the school nurse, and the lady who rented the apartment out to her. They all support her in various ways, and are able to draw her out of her shell despite her best wishes. Even the moments of light she has with others aren’t enough for her to change her plan though.

In the end, Dong-eun had stayed alive as long as she had for other people. The old lady when she was trying to commit suicide, So-hee and the lack of closure for her. Wanting to help other people is the one thing to break through her plans, her iron-clad control time and again. So when she finds out that Yeo-jeong wouldn’t want to live if she wasn’t around and chooses to call off her own suicide as a result? It’s simply a continuation of that trait.

Of course, this time around, she’s in a much better position, surrounded by people who she has helped and have helped her in turn. Revenge complete, she can begin to live for herself.

[multimillifan]

That moment when Yoo Jeong's mom gave Dong Eun permission to give up on her plan. I could feel Dong Eun's hope, she wanted to live and when Yoo Jeong's mom finally gave her the permission... finally spring bloomed.

"Let's die in the spring" In a way she did. At least the version that only lived for revenge.

I can't wait to see her rebirth in season 2

[dustbunnylair]

The Glory - Edit

Made by me.

I'm not the best editor so uhh yea.

The show is "The Glory" on Netflix.

[zealotic]

Just got to the part in the glory where protagonist homeboy that’s obsessed with our moon dungeun reveals he’s psycho and ready to kill a serial killer to keep his family safe….and if that’s not enough he said he shall obey her every wish as a command and she can ask for anything at all!?!?!? UHMMM IVE NEVER BEEN SO WET IN MY LIFE AND IM A GUY

[the-expired-tofu]

The Devil's Trumpets | Pt. 2

|| A 'The Glory' fanfic || MINORS DNI [18+]

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a/n: Hey there, this is my first time writing a fan fiction. I might change a few things in my fictions later on. Also, my English isn't my first language so my writing might lack some fluency. Hope you enjoy :)

trigger warnings: lots of swearing, bullying, murder, gore, depression, abuse, mature content, violence, sexual themes.

pairing: reader x multi

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Y/N

Heaven never appeared to be on my side since I was born. My prayers were never answered. I dreaded waking up everyday when I was in highschool. You see, I never asked for any of this. I simply wished to lead a normal life. Is that too much to ask for?

My parents divorced when I was seven years old. My mother chose to marry a wealthy man and take my sister with her. While I were to stay with my alcoholic father. Even though I shared the same roof with him, I always felt lonely. He was always spending all of my money on more alcohol. Luckily he never abused me. I had to take care of him. Each and everyday became more difficult for me. Leaving with my mother would have been a very different experience. I'm curious of what made her change her mind. She always gave me the same reason for leaving me with my dad.

“Someone has to stay behind to look after him.” She did send us money from her husband’s account to cover up my father’s medication. That’s how we kept in contact with each other. The day she left us was the last time I saw her and my sister. My mother never bothered to make a call nor visit us, or even check on us. I figured she left us for her own good.

However, I was quite close to my sister. Even our parents' divorce couldn't properly separate us. We used to write letters to one another every day since I couldn’t afford a cell-phone for myself. I kept all her letters in a box till this day.

Living like this in Semyeong never really bothered me. Taking care of my dad all by myself was quite difficult if I say, but other than that, I was fine. Until one day, I was walking on the school grounds to get to the cafeteria, when I heard a horrifying  scream coming from the gym. There were quite many students casually walking near the place. How come nobody heard that?

Now that I even think about it, I realize I should have exercised caution while being curious. I decided to check out the issue. And that’s when everything started.

I was peeking through the door when I noticed a group of four students crowding near the stage. I could here some laughs when I noticed a girl with straight long hair coming out of the crowd. That’s when I saw her for the first time.

Moon Dong-Eun. Both her hands were tightly held by two more students, Son Myeong-Oh and Choi Hye-Jeong, while Lee Sa-Ra was holding Yeon-jin’s hair curling iron.

“Hey!”

I lost my balance and fell on my back. It was a guy holding a basketball and stood right over me.

“Oh come on do I look that bad?” He asked as he grabbed me by my hair.

“NO, NO, NO, PLEASE NO!! HELP!! ” I yelled for help and not one student wandering outside the gym came for my help.

“Yeah you’re fucking ugly Jae-joon, no wonder why she fell when she saw you.” That was Lee Sa-ra. She held a cigarette in her mouth while curling Yeon-jin’s hair.

He dragged me near the place where Moon Dong-Eun was lying. I noticed a burn on her right arm that resembled the shape of the curling iron. I had to get away from this place. I have to call the police.

I tried to free myself from his grasp but he dragged me back to the same place where Dong-Eun was. She was almost unconscious when I called out for her.

“Call her all you want. Neither can she help you, nor can anyone else.” Hye-Jeong let out a laugh when she dangled the keys in front of me.

“Oh look! Dong-eun has a friend now,” said Yeon-jin with a pout on her face.”Isn’t that adorable?” She said as she cupped my face with her hands.

“What’s your name?” she asked me while she looked down at my legs.

“She asked you a fucking question, you bitch,” asked Jae-joon who still held me by my hair with a painful grip.

“Well what does it say on her nametag?” said Yeon-jin as she opens the pin of the tag from my shirt. “Y/N. What a pretty name, and such pretty legs,” she took a few steps back to take a look at my legs again. “I wonder how my cigarettes would look on them.”

“Look, please, I swear I wont tell anybody, please let me go, I have to go back, I have to take care of my dad, he is not doing well. Please let me go” I started crying because I knew, I have no way out.

“Well the show hasn’t even started yet and you already want to go back?” said Yeon-Jin. She started backing away from me when she raised her thumb at me and then all of them started grabbing me at the edge of the stage. Myeong-oh and Hye-jeong grabbed me by my arms. I started panicking when I saw Sa-ra walking towards me with three burnt cigarettes together.

“NO PLEASE NO!!”

She shushed me with her finger on my lips. “This is high quality weed. Nobody can say no to these babies,” She said as she pointed the cigarettes towards me. She took a puff out of the three cigarettes together and grabbed me by my thighs. Before I even knew it, she pressed those together on my thighs.

My scream echoed on the walls of the gym. I tried flinging my legs in the air but she held them with a firm grip.

After she was done with my left leg, she went on to press them on my right one.

My screams became more and more distorted as I choked on my tears. My lungs, my throat, my legs, everything hurt.

“Oh my god, this bitch is fucking loud. Can someone shut her up?” said Yeon-jin.

“On it,” said Jae-joon. He threw the basketball away he was playing with a while ago and put his hand inside his pocket to take out a small bottle eye drops. He pressed a few drops on his eyes and put it back inside. I remember that it was that day he brutally beat up another guy who made fun of his colorblindness. His knuckles were still red from that guy’s blood.

“Imagine if she ever screamed my name,” said Jae-joon with a smirk on his face as he threw the ball away.

"Can you just shut the fuck up and shut her up?"

He grabbed my waist firmly and put his palm over my mouth tight shut.

Sa-ra continued pressing the cigarettes on my skin. My muffled screams died down eventually when I started feeling numb. This went on for quite long as I remember.

“Yeah that’ll do.”

Sa-ra removes the cigarettes from my thighs and lets go of my legs. I slid down the table and dropped to the floor. The stinging pain in my legs grew worser.

“She’s already out? Damn she’s weak as fuck,” Yeon-jin said as she nudged with her shoes on my thighs.

“Why did you do this to me? What harm did I ever do to you people?” I muttered.

“Because bitch if we didn’t, you would have told someone about us. Even though nobody even gives a shit about what we do. Nobody will ever believe you, and nobody will ever come to save your day” Yeon-jin said in a sing-song voice and the others laughed as she stood towered over me.

“What a whore,” said Myeong-oh. He kicked me at the back as I winced from the pain.

“Hey let’s go to the karaoke bar, it’s opened by now,” said Hye-jeong.

“Bye hoes,” Sa-ra waved as she walked away with others.

I laid there, barely conscious. My tears didn’t stop and my eyes were stinging. The world grew blurry around me. The burning pain, the bruises, the wounds, my head, the ringing in my ears, everything felt worse. I couldn’t even move. Before I knew anything else, I passed out on the gym floor.

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I wiped the steam off my mirror as I stood naked in front of it. Some of the burnt skin on my thighs grew pinkish red over the years.

        I wore some clothes on and started drying my hair. Min-hee is fast asleep in her room. I collected all the dishes from the table and put them in the sink. It’s 11.45 p.m. My sleep can wait.

        I turned my phone on and opened Facebook. I searched up Moon Dong-Eun. I found a profile under the same name but there weren’t any pictures. I wonder if it’s really hers.

        I was staring at her profile. Should I search them up as well? I mean, I have to if I want to change my mind.

        I searched up Yeon-jin’s profile first. She worked as a weather forecaster at a news channel and married the CEO of Jaepyeong Construction in Semyeong, Ha Do-yeong. She had a child named Ha Ye-sol, same age as Min-hee.

        Jeon Jae-joon is a wealthy heir to a country club and helped up scaling a clothing boutique named Siesta.

        Lee Sa-ra became an artist.

        Choi Hye-jeong works as a flight attendant.

        For Son Myeong-oh, I couldn’t gather much information about him except maybe he works for Jeon Jae-joon.

        This much was quite enough for me. I put my phone down on the table and rested my head on my arms. I kept staring at the ceiling. The yellow light from the street outside illuminated my room. I looked over at Min-hee, she’s fast asleep.

        I took my phone and went over to the common balcony. I opened up my call logs on my phone as I closed the door behind me to make sure Min-hee doesn’t wake up. At the top of my call logs displayed Moon Dong-eun’s name. I almost made the call  when I paused.

        Wait, no. Am I doing the right thing?

        I didn’t press on her name yet. Instead, I stretched back by holding on the railings and looked over at the city before me. Seoul looks beautiful especially at night. The city lights flickered like the stars in the sky. All the quietness up here and the distant hustle of the people and traffic made me calm.

I closed my eyes and let out my breath. I looked back at my phone and pressed her name. I pressed the phone against my ear. After a few rings at my end, ”Hello Moon Dong-Eun? It’s me,  Y/N.”

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[irmakkockan]

THE GLORY: IS THIS A SCALPEL IN YOUR POCKET OR ARE YOU HAPPY TO SEE ME?

Look, don’t expect any coherent reviews for this one - this is a rewatch and yet I remain a hopeless, lust-drunk mess. Every meticulously plotted revenge step feels like seduction - slow, deliberate, devastating. The Glory doesn’t just grip me - it drags me under, leaves me breathless, wanting, ruined.

I just want to do crimes and make out with both Yeojeong and Dong-eun. Maybe also swing by the UK once in a while to babysit Ye-sol and smash her dad. I DON’T KNOW GIVE ME A BREAK I AM HAVING MY BI AND POLY AWAKENING HERE AT THE SAME TIME.

Also, wdym “Tell me, who do you want me to kill first?” and “I’ll be your executioner” and “Use me” and “I’ll do anything you want me to do”?? WHO ARE YOU, YEOJEONG?? WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME??

And yes, I also wanted to see Dong-eun sleep with Doyeong at least once - but without making my baby Yeojeong unhappy. I DON’T KNOW. The sexual tension and THIRSTING FOR LITERALLY EVERYONE in this series made me just a little bit feral.

[kalicocal]

the moment vi realised caitlyn's the love of her life

[redwithjoon]

You know one of the coldest line in the glory is "Do you know the benefits of being an atheist? You already know where you're going; hell." I'm paraphrasing but goddamn even the demons are gonna be cheering when u arrive like

[brithombar]

enjoyed the complexity of the politics in the glorys bully group with regards to saras pastor father manipulating the faith for wealth and how sara herself seems like this fatalistic version of herself as a child who is knowingly enabling hyejeongs vulnerabilities to abuse by older men while covetous of her friends higher class status and especially how yeonjins seeming history of abuse enabled by her mother at the hands of a shaman left her with a shallow and ultimately destructive love of christ, her transparent apathy towards her claimed artistic ambition leaving these two women vulnerable to downfall while she continues consensual relations with the two rapists was very interesting especially since it was established in like five minutes. herself as this holy ghost reminding these women of the strucutral instability of their identities by begging to leave them was such a good twist. it was really cool that like the actual villain got five minutes screentime for embezzling 68 million usd through the power of regina george

i do not know what the fuck was up with that prison bitch ending for yeonjin though like what the hell

[ukyuo]

It’s been a few hours n im still thinking about that man being blinded and drowned in concrete that shit was wild!