For the songflashfic challenge #2. Saracen with Street and Riggins, between seasons 1 and 2. Title and lyrics from the prompt song, Jason Isbell's "The Magician."
Okay, I knew this would be good because it's YOU, but OMG WOMAN.
Your Saracen was so PERFECT. Perfect!
Except for Julie, of course, and nowadays Julie has plenty to say on the subject of both her parents, stuff that Matt's not going to repeat anywhere or even think too loud in case Mrs. Taylor could somehow read his mind and tell.
YES.
Wonderful, brilliant characterization as always. Great job, write MOOOORE!
You give good Matt. Really good Matt. And you get this show, you're just right there, right in the show. LOVE.
some works like one of those passes he used to throw that would just float and float and float until they fell, dead-on perfect into someone's hands
Holy shit, that is perfect. I love it. I love all this stuff, too:
A Jason who noticed would've been Smash, and Dillon couldn't hold two of 'em.
Nobody says anything, just nods, because Mrs. Taylor's off-limits and nobody ever makes any comments about her, even now that Coach wasn't the coach anymore and she should've been fair game. They just...didn't, about her.
He thinks, vague and distant, that you could run away from this town all night long and end up right back where you were by morning.
Oh, this is lovely. Your voices are all spot on, and your Matt just breaks my heart. And the details, both the mostly-canon and the mostly-fanon, all feel very, very real. Great job.
(Also, someone should write telepathic!Mrs. Coach fic. There's already an X-Men/FNL crossover out there that I once stumbled upon.)
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Okay, I knew this would be good because it's YOU, but OMG WOMAN.
Your Saracen was so PERFECT. Perfect!
Except for Julie, of course, and nowadays Julie has plenty to say on the subject of both her parents, stuff that Matt's not going to repeat anywhere or even think too loud in case Mrs. Taylor could somehow read his mind and tell.
YES.
Wonderful, brilliant characterization as always. Great job, write MOOOORE!
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some works like one of those passes he used to throw that would just float and float and float until they fell, dead-on perfect into someone's hands
Holy shit, that is perfect. I love it. I love all this stuff, too:
A Jason who noticed would've been Smash, and Dillon couldn't hold two of 'em.
Nobody says anything, just nods, because Mrs. Taylor's off-limits and nobody ever makes any comments about her, even now that Coach wasn't the coach anymore and she should've been fair game. They just...didn't, about her.
He thinks, vague and distant, that you could run away from this town all night long and end up right back where you were by morning.
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::twirls you::
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(Also, someone should write telepathic!Mrs. Coach fic. There's already an X-Men/FNL crossover out there that I once stumbled upon.)
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(That would be awesome. She would rule the world.)
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