#bj x hawkeye

[onekisstotakewithme]

sentenced to (little) death

[amrv-5]

Was watching Peace on Us and idly noticed I couldn't quite tell where BJ's left arm ends up when Hawk leaps into him:

At first I thought it was a full bridal carry that transitioned into the hold they have on him later, but pretty clear from the way Hawk's positioned + BJ's arm angle here that isn't quite the case:

anyway I assumed he's holding him by the shin or knee or something, or maybe the ankle? But no:

...inner thigh 👍

[wild-lavender-rose]

Can I get a Hawkeye/Reader fic from the Alphabet prompt list? Limping!

I recently listened to this really cute audio where the listener had a sprained ankle and it gave me ideas! This is another short one but I hope you enjoy <3

Just a Sprain

Warning: Description of sprained ankle, canon-typical language

"You little, conniving, brainless, son of a-"

"All right, all right. If you're going to call me names, at least choose something a little more imaginative."

B.J. and Hawkeye stood as Charles helped you into the Swamp. You leaned heavily against him, trying to keep the weight off your right foot. "I told you that would happen, Charles! The next time you want someone to play football with, ask Potter."

"No offense intended, but I'd rather have you break your ankle than Potter break a hip."

"The hell did you do to her?" B.J. asked.

"This is what happens when we let the kids play outside alone." Hawkeye was by your side in a second, taking your arm and helping you to sit on the edge of his cot. "What happened?"

"Charles tripped me because I was winning." You shot Charles a look, the weight of it lessening as you winced.

"I did not! And you were not winning."

"Let me see," Hawkeye knelt on the ground and began to untie your boot.

"Here," B.J. offered you a glass of something clear and foul smelling which you gladly took.

"Thanks." You downed the glass in one gulp, hissing at the burn of it sliding down your throat.

Hawkeye gently slid off your boot followed by your sock. You gave a soft groan at the sight of your already swelling ankle. "Oh, god,"

"This'll probably hurt a bit," Hawkeye gently prodded your ankle, causing you to jerk.

"Looks like a sprain, Hawk." B.J. mused, leaning over his shoulder to look.

"I agree." Hawkeye looked up at you. "Sorry, baby. You'll need to get x-rays."

"I truly am sorry." Charles said.

"I know, Charles. It was an accident." You exhaled slowly, leaning back to lay on the bed and stare up at the ceiling, swearing to yourself that you'll never play football again.

Fanfic Masterlist

[skltart]

bj goes to maine, hawkeye goes to cali and I should go to bed it's 1 am

[flootzavut]

Rules: make a 24 hour poll with the names of your WIPs, let it run, then write one sentence for every vote the winner receives.

Most of my WIPs don't actually have titles so you actually get more info on those lmao especially because my titles are often misleading 🤭 series titles are for my own benefit as much as anyone's

Let's see if it posts this time 🤞🏼🤞🏼🤞🏼

[tuttle-did-it]

ATTENTION ALL PERSONNEL!

Plea to M*A*S*H-obsessed Tumblr- can anyone help me find the highest quality version possible of this photo?

I am looking for the highest quality version of this photo as possible. Needs to be the whole thing- bodies, bike and all.

I've got the Suzy Kalter Complete Book of M*A*S*H, which has the image in it, but the quality is not ideal. If you have this book, and know how to get a high-res scan, it's on page 234/235.

The above version is 1536x2048. If anyone is crafty and create a high-resolution version of the image from Kalter's book (or another source I don't know about?? Kalter's book is the only place I've seen this photo in full) please let me know. I was around for the original run of the show, which means I'm not very techy and I have no idea what can and cannot be done with this image. But I also know there are lots of very talented fans out there who know what magic buttons to push and make it work.

If that's absolutely impossible, this is the next best thing (page 233 in Kalter's book):

But the one hugging is definitely priority if possible. I know the one with just BJ on the bike has a better version in the Life special, but my online copy is corrupted- if you have a non-corrupted version, can you also let me know?

Thank you!

[finestkind4077]

Chapters: 18/? Fandom: MASH (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: B. J. Hunnicutt/Benjamin Franklin "Hawkeye" Pierce, Margaret "Hot Lips" Houlihan & Benjamin Franklin "Hawkeye" Pierce, B. J. Hunnicutt & Peg Hunnicutt Characters: Benjamin Franklin "Hawkeye" Pierce, B. J. Hunnicutt, Peg Hunnicutt, Margaret "Hot Lips" Houlihan Additional Tags: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Slow Burn, Vietnam War, It Has a Bibliography, MLA Formatted Obvs, Period-Typical Homophobia Summary:

"Why didn't you stop him?!" Margaret's tone is so frantic that BJ almost has trouble understanding her.

  "What?"

  "Why didn't you stop h-"

  "Margaret, I got that the first time, but I don't understand what you're-"

  "Hawkeye," Margaret snaps down the line, and a sickening feeling of foreboding washes over BJ.

[tuttle-did-it]

Nearly perfect- if only their pinkies were interlocked.

how many times will i draw these guys just standing around

[mashbrainrot]

[onekisstotakewithme]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: MASH (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: B. J. Hunnicutt/Benjamin Franklin "Hawkeye" Pierce Characters: Benjamin Franklin "Hawkeye" Pierce, B. J. Hunnicutt Additional Tags: Post-Canon, 500 Words Challenge, Love Letters, Benjamin Franklin "Hawkeye" Pierce Goes to California, Happy Ending Summary:

BJ sends Hawkeye a sign - literally.

Happy mash-iversary number seven to me - and to all the friends I’ve made along the way. Finest Kind! 💚

[amrv-5]

([BJ] stands in the doorway for a moment, reluctant to leave.)

HAWKEYE: Go. What are you waiting for?

BJ: I don’t know. I just thought there might be something we wanted to say to each other before I left.

BJ: (saying good-bye without saying it)

BJ: (remembering) I better leave a note for Hawkeye.

BJ: Will you talk to Hawkeye for me? I tried to write him a note, but there was too much to say.

HAWKEYE: Where’s BJ?

POTTER: (gently) You just missed him.

HAWKEYE: There’s nothing here I’m gonna miss. (They look at each other for a moment.) Except you.

HAWKEYE: What would you do if I was dying? Would you hold me and let me die in your arms, or would you just let me lay there and bleed?

HAWKEYE: (pointedly) Good-bye.

BJ: (won’t say it) See you later.

BJ: (in high spirits from a little wine) I was all set to go back to Mill Valley to Peg and Erin and all that. But (…) I met this cookie in an airport bar who begged me to run off with her, and I figured, what the hell? You only live once, you know. (BJ is convulsed with laughter and collapses against Hawkeye helplessly.)

HAWKEYE: (after a beat, not knowing how to say good-bye) So…

BJ: (not wanting to say good-bye) Come on, I’ll give you a ride up there.

HAWKEYE: I want you to know how much you’ve meant to me. I’ll never be able to shake you.

HAWKEYE: I’ll miss you.

BJ: I’ll miss you a lot. I can’t imagine what this place would have been like if I hadn’t found you here.

-Goodbye, Farewell and Amen

[tuttle-did-it]

I’ve always loved BJ. Even when I was a kid watching M*A*S*H air for the first run in the 70s/80s, it was clear to me that BJ was Hawkeye’s husband and they were beautiful together. 

I love what a petty cunt he is. 

tbh I want to get high with this person

[majorbaby]

Dreams, The Cranberries // MASH 1.06 Yankee Doodle Doctor // MASH 8.22 Dreams insp.

[s0ftpining]

request for my friend @pomegranate of some domestic boys... outfits inspired by this iconic post

[paramountie]

so in 2018 my last year of college I got so deeply unwell about hawkeye/bj that I wrote a mash fanfic with the names changed (but also they were lesbians and bj was a psychic empath lol) and it won an award. and every day I am tempted to put in on ao3 but I just reread it and it still eats. so if you ever read a short story and think "huh this seems to be about lesbian empath bj going to maine" just know that it was ME

[tuttle-did-it]

Hey Hawk? Babe? Whotcha looking at, darling?