threeleftturns
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Summary
Multi-fic series driving toward post-war BJ/Peg/Hawkeye/Trapper.
This series will be mostly explicit, sequential fics beginning between S4/S5 and going forward from there.
Each fic will be tagged with the respective ship it's focused on, so readers who prefer Hawk/Beej will have plenty to enjoy before the post-war pivot, but given that we're ultimately progressing toward a post-war quad, please note that Peg is, even when narratively minimally mentioned, a welcome background presence in BJ's life all along the way <3
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Bookmarked by threeleftturns
25 Sep 2025
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Incredible characterization, incredible smut.
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Hawkeye turned in his arms, setting his chin on his hands, his palms flat over BJ’s sternum.
Their eyes met. BJ’s breath caught, his chest warming—God, was Hawkeye lovely. BJ told him so.
“With this nose?” Hawkeye asked, crossing his eyes.///
The war ends. Life doesn’t.
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BJ Hunnicut stands amidst billowing brown dust and a sea of uniforms to match. And he doesn’t know how long this war will last, and he doesn’t know how he’s going to hold this whole operation together when it’s already splitting at its seams.
These are the things he does know: the 4077th, the patients under his hands, and the tangled loop of tomorrow,
and tomorrow,
and tomorrow.
Bookmarked by threeleftturns
21 Sep 2025
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Mash- to be reread. Complex storytelling
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Hawkeye and B.J. navigate the difficulties of being in love during the war, not at all aided by their unit's constant interruptions.
(Or, five times Hawkeye and B.J. are almost caught, and the time they are.)
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Hawkeye gets a letter from Trapper. It's all downhill from there for BJ, particularly when he and Hawkeye are sent out on an ill-fated supply run.
BJ stands carefully, adjusting his helmet on his head as walks around to inspect the damage. Both the front tires are burst. They only have one spare. “Damn it,” he says. “Bad news for your blisters. Looks like we’re walking.”
Hawkeye doesn’t reply. He doesn’t come up from behind the jeep, either.
Alarm bells ring in his ears. Something’s wrong.
Bookmarked by threeleftturns
30 Aug 2025
Bookmarker's Notes
Author is in comments, has more fics. This is darling