#beejtrap

[t00thpasteface]

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

[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"

[serpercival]

Hot Stuff

Rating: Explicit Word Count: 1.7k Fandom: MASH (TV) Relationship(s): BJ Hunnicutt/"Trapper" John McIntyre (background beejtraphawk) Characters: "Trapper" John McIntyre, BJ Hunnicutt Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Post-Canon, Blow Jobs, Orgasm Delay, Dirty Talk, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Flash Fic

With Hawkeye visiting his father, Trapper's got a full week alone with BJ for the first time since he moved to California. He's got designs on what to make with that time.

[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

[ftmshepard]

Trapper is like I may sleep around but I only do it unethically hope it helps

(Fic excerpt)

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Trapper's first impression of Dr. Hunnicutt was that he was hot.

A few years of being a divorcé in San Francisco had forced him to more or less get over himself regarding his interest in men. That, and the fact that he'd reacted to Hawkeye's death by getting so drunk he'd vomited in front of his own children. Maybe some heterosexual men felt that way about their best friends, but for Trapper it just confirmed what he'd sort of suspected for a while.

The second thing he noticed about Dr. Hunnicutt was that he had a wedding ring. This, Trapper felt, was unimportant. If he was interested in fooling around, the ring would just serve as cover for them both.

[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

[cpttucker]

i was like oh i should see where trapper john md takes place because i could find the newspaper from there, assuming it would be like. i don't know. in boston. or around that area.

why does he move to San Francisco

its crazy to be a kind of person whos like. ohh ahh i have to finish something before i can feel comfortable writing it. ahh ohhh. horrible feeling and waiting 11 whole seasons to create. mash put a spell on my dick . im writing traphawk

[t00thpasteface]

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

[majorbaby]

kinktober 2023 ✨

i've shared a few of these fics throughout october, but i wanted to do a roll-up of everything i posted last month

thank you @marley-manson @persianflaw and @rescue-ram for supporting in various ways - editing, helping to create prompts and chatting with me about many of these pieces <3

all fic is hosted on ao3, rated E and tagged for content within the body of each fic

Aphrodisiacs - Trapper/Hawkeye

First time - Margie Cutler/Edwina Ferguson

Face sitting - Margaret/Trapper

Sex pollen - Hawkeye/BJ

Stuck in a wall - Trapper/Hawkeye

Mutual masturbation - Margaret/Helen

Bondage - BJ/Peg

Spitroasting - Hawkeye/Trapper/Oliver

Feminization - BJ/Trapper

Frottage - Hawkeye/Frank

Pegging - Ginger/Trapper

CNC - Hawkeye/Trapper/Margie

Impotence - Trapper/Hawkeye

[serpercival]

TRAPPER LINGERIE KINK INDULGENCE RETURNS

Guys and Dolls

Rating: Explicit Word Count: 13.6k Fandom: MASH (TV) Relationship(s): BJ Hunnicutt/"Trapper" John McIntyre/Hawkeye Pierce, BJ Hunnicutt/"Trapper" John McIntyre, "Trapper" John McIntyre/Hawkeye Pierce Characters: "Trapper" John McIntyre, BJ Hunnicutt, Hawkeye Pierce Additional Tags: Post-Canon, Lingerie, Crossdressing, Blow Jobs, Anal Sex, Queer Themes, Established Relationship

Trapper was laying between BJ’s knees on the couch, catching up on a few medical journals Hawkeye had gotten his hands on first and promptly misplaced, BJ’s fingers trailing through his hair, when BJ cleared his throat. “Do you mind if I ask a personal question?” He tossed his journal onto the coffee table. “Shoot.” BJ clammed up when Trapper craned his neck to look at him. There was an honest-to-God blush roseing his cheeks. “I just– I suppose I’m… curious. About the lingerie.” ~ A direct sequel to Babydoll - with Hawkeye's encouragement, Trapper lets BJ in on his newfound interests in the bedroom.

[bfpierce]

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

[remyfire]

Putting them in their Get Along shirt today

[ftmshepard]

Honestly beejtrap just makes me nostalgic for my mystrade days. These characters have never talked. They are in love.

[hearteyespierce]

Fellow Travelers

Dumped unceremoniously at Kimpo Air Base and waiting for his flight back to the States, Trapper clings to one last hope of seeing Hawkeye, only to cross paths with a stranger who won't stop talking to him.

He'd stayed at the 4077th as long as he could. Waited as long as Frank would let him. If the weasel wouldn't have hesitated to throw him in the stockade and prevent him from ever going home to his girls in two seconds flat, Trapper would have decked him. Knocked his teeth out and his lights along with them with one fell swing of his right hook. But he knew better. Frank had backup, and Trapper didn’t. It didn’t matter what Hot Lips said to him when she was drunk, she'd always stand with Frank in the clear, sober light of day. And there was no lovable Colonel Henry Blake to keep them at bay. Not anymore. So they'd had two enlisted men drag him, all but literally kicking and screaming, onto a jeep bound for Kimpo. Without Hawkeye. His footlocker had been tossed unceremoniously into the cargo hold as soon as they arrived, and ever since his driver – a shame faced and apologetic corporal who was just as tall as Trapper was and almost twice his weight in solid muscle – had saluted him and driven away, he'd settled on this bench. So he sat there, with nothing but a solid view of the dirt road that wound its way to the air base. And he watched it like a hawk. A bedraggled, miserable hawk with clipped wings. read more...