#beejtrap

[majorbaby]

i have really neglected the beejtrap agenda in recent months huh? anyway, trapper would call BJ "honeycunt" and claim that's "just how we say it in Boston"

[t00thpasteface]

"watch out for your goodies bj! that man is a sex maniac! DON'T LET HIM KISS YOU BJ!"

[mainenorth]

beejhawktrap. beejhawktrap living in the same house. beejhawktrap sharing the same bed. trapper taking hawkeye out on dates, kissing bj before he leaves. beejhawktrap sending letters to radar way after the war. beejhawktrap yknow

[remyfire]

Ship: BJ Hunnicutt/Trapper John McIntyre, established BJ Hunnicutt/Hawkeye Pierce and Trapper John McIntyre/Hawkeye Pierce

Rating: E

Word Count: 8.6k

Note: This is an AU where Frank goes home instead of Trapper, so BJ, Trapper, and Hawkeye are all in the Swamp at the same time. I'd intended to save this for the upcoming Rare Pair Exchange, but everyone has had such a rough time over the past few days that I decided we can all have an early treat instead :)

"Something's gotta be eatin' at you if you're being like this." McIntyre's voice warms. "S'it hurtin' you, I mean?" Oddly BJ's vision blurs for a second, but a few blinks clear it right up. "I'm afraid I don't know what you're talking about." McIntyre heaves a sigh. "C'mere." "Why?" BJ stiffens, frowns. The cot squeaks violently. "Will you just c'mere?" As far as he can tell, there's only one reason why McIntyre would tell him to come to his bed if Hawk turned him down, one that's never been relevant before this exact moment. Though BJ's cheeks begin to burn, he pulls a lever in his brain, alters the funhouse mirrors in there so he can't see what has him suddenly thirsty. "I don't need any pity." "Listen," McIntyre grunts as he sits up, a slightly darker shape than the all-encompassing night. "I'm just sayin' if you're that hard up for a lay and you're too goddamn prissy to deal with your own hand, then get over here and take it out on me, all right?"

[persianflaw]

🎲 For kiss roulette I am throwing beejtrap right back at you and the randomness of fate :D

HI REMY

I AM DRUNK. THAT IS A REALLY IMPORTANT CAVEAT TO THIS STORY. BUT I AM DRUNK AND SO HERE IS SOME BEEJTRAP FOR YOU, MY GOOD FRIEND

MODESTLY NOT SAFE FOR WERK MATERIAL UNDER THE CUT

beejtrap + 13. a kiss on the chest

“They’re pectorals,” BJ says, managing to keep his voice remarkably steady given the way Trapper is kissing a path down his neck. 

“Pectorals?” Trapper echoes mockingly, the heat of his breath ghosting across sensitive skin. It doesn’t make BJ shiver. Of course Trapper notices, the prick, and nips at the skin under his teeth, laughing when it makes BJ jolt. The laugh isn’t unkind, which makes it harder for BJ to keep resenting him. He doesn’t linger there, making his way further down, adding more kindling to the fire smoldering in BJ’s belly with every press of his lips and tongue.

When he’s made his way just past BJ’s collarbone, Trapper pulls back a little. BJ looks back at him, trying (and probably failing) not to look too put out by the slowdown to the proceedings, which earns him another cocky grin.

“Nah, honey. I know tits-” He reaches up to squeeze at BJ’s bare chest with both hands. “And these are tits.” He leans back in and lays a kiss on the outer curve of BJ’s left pectoral. Something in BJ’s spine melts, leaving him unable to hold himself upright unassisted, and he grabs Trapper’s shoulder. He can’t seem to get enough air. Trapper’s grip shifts, so he’s not squeezing so much as cupping; cupping, the same way he’d grab at a woman’s chest. But people don’t do that to men. Why would they? There isn’t- it’s not- 

One thumb slips and grazes the edge of a nipple, and the noise it pulls from BJ is one he will take to his grave.

Trapper lays another scalding kiss on the right side of BJ’s chest, right above his nipple, and the press of his lips sends an electrical charge surging through BJ’s entire body, lighting him up like a Christmas tree. His legs are further turned to jelly. He can’t be blamed for the way one of his hands slides into Trapper’s hair, winding his fingers tightly through the soft curls as Trapper pecks softly around the swell of his t- of his- of his chest. Whether he’s trying to push Trapper away or pull him in closer, even BJ doesn’t know.

It isn’t until Trapper finally, finally takes mercy on him and sucks a nipple into his mouth that BJ finds out which.

[hearteyespierce]

just wrote fic for the first time in months today and banged out a oneshot in one day 🙏🏻 it’s gonna need quite a bit of editing but some beejtrap is coming 👀

also just realized this week that with the terrible timing of my life falling part in late July/early August (if you know, you know) that I forgot to finish editing the last chapter of my @dghdabigbang fic 🤦🏼🤦🏼 it’s been completely written for months and things just got so crazy. so sorry to anyone who was reading it/looking forward to the last chapter! going to edit that and post it hopefully sometime tomorrow 🙏🏻 if you missed chapter 2, it went live back in July 💀💀💀 you can read it here!

[trappper-johnathan]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: MASH (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: B. J. Hunnicutt/"Trapper" John McIntyre Characters: B. J. Hunnicutt, "Trapper" John McIntyre

Summary:

'“Working on that thing again, huh?” Trapper asked, crossing his arms over his chest.

“Yup,” BJ chirped, grabbing his toolbox. “It's having idling issues.”

“Never met a man who sounded so pleased about his machinery not working.”

“Then you've never met a man who appreciates using his hands to hone a skill.”'

Part of the Fox!Trap AU. BJ gets an audience while fixing his motorcycle.

nsfw tags under the cut:

Additional Tags: referenced/implied beejtraphawk, Foxboy Trapper AU, Established Relationship, Alternate Universe - Magical Realism, Rimming, Motorcycle Sex, Kinda, Fluff and Smut, Animal Traits, porn without plot and little context

[serpercival]

POST CANCELLED THE SECTION APPARENTLY ONLY NEEDED 581 MORE WORDS WE BALL

fyi I haven't abandoned foxtrap I swear to god. Between the Hell On Earth that is my creative writing class and a Fun New Hyperfixation (new insane mash au yk how it is) I haven't been pleased with anything I've written in it for quite a while so it's been slow going. Soon hopefully! Had my midterm conference with my creative writing prof today and shook like a terrified purse dog the entire time and couldn't talk without stumbling over every single word but at least that's out of the way for another six weeks...

[bfpierce]

lonely life for those who ship beejtrap but not beejhawk but also happen to ship beejtraphawk

[thedupshadove]

See, Beejtrap feels like it should have some interesting potential, but every time I try to think about it I just end up writing "The Tango Hawkeye" in my head.

[transgayhawkeyepierce]

Im just imagining that after being friendzoned by BJ the entire time they were in korea, hawkeye walks in on beejtrap fucking and develops a trapper complex of his own

SCREAM!!!!

[majorbaby]

they're boyfriends

[t00thpasteface]

i will say a beejtrap sounds like some sort of nefarious fellatio-based trickery. got 'im with the ol' beej trap 🪤

[tomatoluvr69]

📓 :)

Omg HELLO..........ok here’s where I break out the goofiness, simply because you’re not in the absolute madman’s land that’s the discord nsfw channel and don’t get to hear my harebrained schemes >:) not that this is that bad. But it certainly ain’t jerking any tears. Ok bad word choice now I have to resist any obvious jokes which is HARD. And also I am white-knuckled here resisting dropping a specific airbrushed fan art that remains in the Hall of Fame in the fucked up art gallery in my head ANYWAYS.....

It’s time to talk BEEJTRAP BABY.............it’s been knocking around the feral hivemind awhile and at first I was like hahaha lmao funnie. But now it’s got its silly little hooks in my brain and won’t let go. I’ll probably leave it on the back burner awhile because I don’t want to step on any toes, but I’ve long had this lighthearted idea for an AU where Hawkeye gets sent home instead of Trapper and BJ comes in to replace him which is very compelling to me because WHAT is that relationship even like without Hawkeye for BJ to be fixated on and jealous over. And also Hawkeye is uniquely compatible with each of the other two, but I don’t necessarily think they have similar enough sensibilities to reach the level of friendship with each other that each of em had with Hawk. So it’s a fun opportunity for a lot of stupid shenanigans and dumb little in-jokes with the readers like how would THIS have played out with fucking Beejtrap?

Basically I have them good friends by necessity and also both COMPLETELY mystified and oftentimes annoyed with the other. And also, like psychosexually obsessed with the other. Mostly Beej though, trapper’s chillin. Basically everything comes to a head when Trapper says word for word “you want to fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid” and BJ goes argh grrrr grrrr bark rrrrrrrr grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr but then they have comically bad sex (BJ’s fault) and that’s the end of it.

But I had SO much fun writing my silly little Carl The Handyman (actually his last name was Thehandyman thanks to bigyellowtaxis/springsteens) seduces BJ fic that I’m chomping at the bit to write another goofy little thing like that. :) and bless you I know you don’t read or write fanfic but I’m also desperate to hear your Beejtrap headcanons so. Might be sliding into an ask box near you to get a lil peek into your brain >:)

[remyfire]

Putting them in their Get Along shirt today

[offyoupop-easypeasy]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: MASH (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: B. J. Hunnicutt/"Trapper" John McIntyre Characters: "Trapper" John McIntyre, B. J. Hunnicutt Additional Tags: One Night Stands, Strangers to Lovers, To Strangers Again, BJ's Lying Complex, BJ's manpain, Complicated Relationships, deflection and half-truths, implied traphawk, pre beejhawk Summary:

“Well, I guess misery attracts company,” he says, toasting you ironically. You furrow your brow at him.

“Isn’t it ‘loves’?” you ask, vaguely confused.

“You can’t love me, you don’t even know my first name,” he says in feigned indignation.

“Well then, what’s your first name?” you ask gamely. He stares at you for a long moment. “Or is that a hard question for you?”

He grins in acknowledgment of your hit. “You’d be surprised."

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In which two men meet, drink, and talk a lot without saying much. Or, in which Trapper gets his dick sucked.