Soul of the Rose
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Title: Soul of the Rose
Author:
lattelotus
Rating: PG
Fandom: EXO
Pairing: Jongin/Sehun
Length: 3174 words
Summary: Jongin is trapped in his house and garden with no one for company but his middle-aged parents. His life is an endless stretch of monotony until he meets Sehun, the new milk boy.
Notes: This fic is inspired by John William Waterhouse's painting Soul of the Rose. It was written as part of the
ateliers fic challenge project, which seeks to bring together multifandom fics inspired by literary works of art, prose, poetry and film.
Jongin's body is almost healed and yet he's still caged here. It's a beautiful prison cell, but a cell nonetheless.
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Rating: PG
Fandom: EXO
Pairing: Jongin/Sehun
Length: 3174 words
Summary: Jongin is trapped in his house and garden with no one for company but his middle-aged parents. His life is an endless stretch of monotony until he meets Sehun, the new milk boy.
Notes: This fic is inspired by John William Waterhouse's painting Soul of the Rose. It was written as part of the
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Jongin's body is almost healed and yet he's still caged here. It's a beautiful prison cell, but a cell nonetheless.
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Date: 2015-10-18 09:28 am (UTC)I really really love this story ♡
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Date: 2015-10-19 05:43 am (UTC)Sorry it took me so long to get to this;; life happened and yeah.
sadness and wedding dressesANYWAY.
you know how much I love colour. I loved the deep rusty blood red of his mother, such bad feelings, the blue of loneliness of repetition of waves of the silent ocean dragging him back under, but into that comes the boy, the voice, the possibility, the gate opening...dark blue dawns lighter, the orange of sunrise ☆彡
and I already talked to you on kkt about it, but the parallels: the cage of his walls, the boxes formed by the lines on paper, his excruciating copy of the picture, so stilted, so walled in by his mother's expectations—I love how for Sehun's tiny suggestions, change a bit of this, add a bit of that, let's go for a walk, they were like the knocking at the gate, the words Jongin isn't supposed to exchange with a stranger but he does anyway.
I love the way everything in this story is a contrast, with Jongin stuck in the middle. Sehun, outside, reality vs the wall, his mother, colouring in the lines. It's not his mother vs Sehun. It's Jongin emerging from the hardened shell of his chrysalis.
I know his mother is only trying to protect him but she's smothering him, and even if the velvet glove is soft and oh so sweet, so easy to want to please, family obligation and guilt and filial piety and whatnot—
dead is still dead.
I love how you wrote the mother. She was so frustrating, so closed, so tangible; I could almost feel my fingers reaching around her throat and throttling her, the mottled bruises on her neck so satisfying, a different kind of flower to offset the pretty walls that are killing her son.
Of course I don't approve of really throttling people, though I wouldn't say no to some friendly arsenic. . .I've said this before and I'll say it again. People don't owe their parents anything. That's not part of the equation. We respect and care for our parents because we love them. And if they're killing us, we respect ourselves and DON'T LET THEM DO IT.
I loved the prose of this story; it's not something I come across very often in fanfiction and it felt almost nostalgic, like reading The Little Lame Prince and his Travelling Cloak or many other children's books I read growing up, or books like Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell, your prose felt very precise, metred, like a metronome with varying beats according to Jongin's mental tone, his colours, and I loved it.
I also was so—it's not that the ending was abrupt because it wasn't. It was exactly a perfect spot to end the story and I would have done it that way myself, but I was so absorbed in the prose, the flow of the words, that I saw the tags at the end of the post and was kind of. . .jarred? Like, I wasn't ready for it to be over. Not necessarily plot-wise, because like I said it was an excellent ending, but rather, I was coasting the waves of the ocean, sailing along on the prose and then I ran aground?
Which I think is the best sign of the fact that I loved the prose, and the story of course, so much.
I'm sorry if I forgot something btw ;; but I really really liked this!
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Date: 2015-10-19 06:30 am (UTC)And I can only dream of writing anywhere near as well as the writers you mentioned ;-; but thank youuuu
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Date: 2015-10-19 02:35 am (UTC)Also this is my very first time reading sekai!no subject
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Date: 2015-10-19 01:17 pm (UTC)Also, I really love the imagery and the way you used nature in this fic, ivy and Sombreuil roses and daffodils, the way you included them in the fic made it so real and vivid.
And I love your style because it's clean and neat, so easy to read, so pretty.
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Date: 2015-10-19 01:57 pm (UTC)And thank you for saying such nice things abt my writing /cries
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Date: 2015-11-02 05:00 pm (UTC)WHY YOU END THERE T-T I was looking forward to their walk and some drama from the mum. THE MUM aiyo why she liddat her son is lonely leh, talk to the help also cannot meh!!! Why is Sehun so educated? Did J manage to sneak out to meet Sehun successfully? Did he get sick again?? Do people really have milk in their porridge? Questions questions~~ thank you for writing this, I enjoyed reading this!♡
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Date: 2015-11-02 05:31 pm (UTC)Questions -- literary stories are full of questions so I was trying to leave a few since this is supposed to be literary-ish kind of fic project lol. But since you asked, yes j snuck out and they walked and talked. Repeatedly. No, Jongin didn't get sick again bc the exercise was good for him anyway (and kisses are nice too). And porridge in the UK usually refers to oatmeal!!
As for Sehun, his family used to be rich and he went to a posh boarding school for boys. But the family went bankrupt when he was 17 and so he has to work a few jobs so he can get by and also save up money for university. That's basically it ^^