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connorntofficial · 14 days
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Welcome to Korea
ive been working on a buncha MASH stickers to sell and i was gonna wait to post any of the designs until i had the first 5 done but i couldnt wait to post this one!! please lmk if youd be interested in buying this design as a sticker!
i have a BUNCH of sticker ideas for MASH but i wanna make sure people are interested before i invest a ton of time and money into making these so if you genuinely wanna buy some let me know! :D! ill post the rest of the designs im working on in a few days, and i think ill post some concepts for stickers after that if people would wanna see!
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vampir-el · 1 month
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welcome to korea is a crazy episode of television. hawkeye goes through traumatic breakup and immediately starts slutting it up with the new guy. peak character creation
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remyfire · 5 months
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D. S. Stylus, Director's Note // S4E1-2 Welcome to Korea // S7E23 Preventative Medicine // S9E14 Oh, How We Danced // S8E6 Period of Adjustment // S10E17 Where There's A Will, There's A War
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mashpoll · 7 months
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Crisis (s2 e21): With supply lines cut, the 4077th has to conserve heat, water, food and medical necessities.
Welcome to Korea (s4 e1&2): While on R&R, Hawkeye misses Trapper John's discharge. He tries to say goodbye and misses him by 10 minutes, but he meets his new ally in Captain B.J. Hunnicutt.
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mistertellevision · 1 year
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Heyy fellas, been a hot sec since I posted any art here so have some Welcome To Korea heartache on the house!
You should also totally check out my Hawkeye playlist over on spotify if you like to think about him as much as I do <3
I've been trying to add every song he references in there as well so if I missed one feel free to yelp and I'll add it 😎
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klingerfashionarchive · 5 months
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season 4 episode 1
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guy-in-a-dress · 1 year
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maladjusted-nerd · 2 years
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The Monkees, Love is Only Sleeping // M*A*S*H, Welcome to Korea (part 1)
Brought to you by this song being stuck in my head earlier + Welcome to Korea being on MeTV tonight
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nocontext4077th · 2 years
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redgoldblue · 6 months
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mayhaps one day I will finish the Welcome To Korea fix-it fic. it is not this day but. one day. maybe when I start hitting that point on my next MASH rewatch, which is coming up any day now.
“I didn’t know what to say,” Trapper explained anyway. “I tried to, I just– I think I threw away half the camp’s paper supply in the last two days, trying to write down something other than your name. There’s a piece of paper somewhere around there that says ‘Benjamin Franklin Pierce’ on it, just because I was trying out something different.”
send a 🌹 for a random WIP sentence (or three)
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connorntofficial · 9 days
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I FINALLY GOT MY REDBUBBLE UP! yaya!!! go check it out! i eventually plan to open up my own private store to sell sticksrs and keychains and stuff but im gonna do this until i build up more of an audience for it! this is soo exciting for me ive always wanted to sell stickers and keychains and stuff! im glad im finally doing that!!
i plan to make more MASH designs but i also plan to make other spiderverse stuff, The Walking Dead, Gotham, honestly just whatever im interested in! go follow me on instagram if you want more frequent updates abour all this stuff!! :D
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Just watched Season 2 Episode 6, “Kim” where Trapper ends up in a minefield. Bc we hurt or favs for content lol, was wondering if you had an idea for where Liz or Hawkeye ended up in a minefield, with the other one freaking out.
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I have actually thought about this. I was thinking out of the two of them, Liz is way more likely to find herself in a minefield. She had a tendency for heroics that gives Hawkeye an ulcer.
Honestly, she'd likely follow after Radar during "Welcome to Korea" in order to save the farm girl who got hit. Part of it is out of concern for Radar and part of it is just her training overriding her self preservation.
Hawkeye gives her an earful on the car ride. It's one thing for Radar to do it, yes, very bad, but most likely he didn't know any better. Liz, however, should absolutely know better. This is B.J.'s also first real look at the more caring side of their relationship and basically solidifies in his mind that they're properly together. Like, I'm surprised I don't see either of them wearing a wedding ring together.
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remyfire · 27 days
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S1E23 "Ceasefire" // Margaret Atwood, "Sunset II" // S4E1 "Welcome To Korea"
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piercintyre78 · 2 years
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How Do You Grieve the Living?
B.J. thought he’d prepared himself as best he could for what was to come. He was ready for a great many things: the dirt and the grime and the poverty and the violence and the bad food and the bad orders and the tough calls and the sleepless nights. But it wasn’t until he was crawling on his hands and knees, retching the contents of his stomach—nothing but booze and pretzels—onto the ground, right alongside a pile of dead bodies, that he realized how utterly naive he had been.
How does a man prepare for war?
But then a funny thing happened, while he was hunched over his mound of dirt, the scotch burning ten times worse coming up than it had going down. Two hands, warm and strong, came around his sides and lifted him up. Long fingers slotted against his ribs without judgment, steady and sure amidst the chaos. Hawkeye Pierce didn’t say a word; he just waited. And B.J. thought that maybe he wouldn’t be an outsider in this place, after all.
It wasn’t until after they had arrived safely at the 4077th that B.J. realized how wrong he was.
He had tried to prepare himself for many things: for insects and vermin and disease and death and the cold and the rain and the heat and the pain.
But B.J. hadn’t known about the grief.
He hadn’t known about Henry Blake or John McIntyre. He hadn’t even considered what it would be like to step into another man’s shoes, and do his job, and do his job well. He’d been sent to Korea to be a doctor. He hadn’t thought about the other people in the unit at all, except for picturing them as nameless, faceless colleagues there to assist him. But within five minutes of stepping inside The Swamp, he knew that even though he wouldn’t be alone in this place, it would be a long, long time before he no longer felt like an outsider.
Hawkeye’s grief those first few days was a palpable presence. Mourning filled the tent like a third bunkmate during that brief time they had to themselves before Major Burns returned. B.J. soon observed two important things. The first was that Hawkeye talked about Henry Blake with warmth and affection and sadness and occasional guilt which B.J. didn’t really understand except he supposed he could if he tried. Losing their CO the way the 4077th had was rough, and even though he wasn’t here then and hadn’t known the man, he could still sympathize.
The second thing B.J. observed was that Hawkeye never talked about Trapper John McIntyre. At all. Other people did, occasionally. In the OR and the mess, and once at movie night. But after that first day, after the ride from Kimpo, Hawkeye hadn’t mentioned Trapper once. B.J. could understand mourning a man who had died, but he couldn’t quite wrap his head around grieving a man who was still living—just because he wasn’t living there anymore.
The pieces wouldn’t fall into place for another couple of weeks. It was Radar, the shy, soft-spoken, goofy corporal kid with the glasses that helped B.J. finally see what he had been missing.
After Potter had assumed command, and the dust had settled, and Frank was installed back at The Swamp, B.J. found himself looking for ways to fill the time in between meals and wounded men.
“You play?” He asked Hawkeye one night, holding up a bag full of checkers and a wooden game board.
Pierce looked at him, and then looked at the bag of checkers, and then looked through them both and didn’t say anything at all for several long seconds. Finally, he shook his head and said, “Nah, not really my game.”
“Oh, that’s alright,” B.J. said at the same time Frank looked up from his Bible and said, “What do you mean you don’t—” and Hawkeye abruptly stood up from his cot and loudly announced that he was going to the latrine. B.J. raised an eyebrow in Frank’s direction, sure he’d just missed some kind of inside communication, but all Frank did was shrug and continue reading.
Two days later, they were coming off twelve hours in the operating room, when Hawkeye jogged up behind him and threw an arm around his shoulders. “You play chess, doctor?”
The non-sequitur threw B.J.’s exhausted mind for a loop. Eventually, he replied with a stifled yawn, “I do.”
“I thought you might,” was all Hawkeye said.
B.J. didn’t think about the exchange again until the next night, when he walked into The Swamp to find Hawkeye, the wooden game board, and a complete set of chess pieces set up and ready to play.
So they played chess. And the days turned into weeks, and Potter seemed like he was going to be an okay guy to have in their corner. And Margaret and Frank continued carrying on. And the wounded came, and the wounded went. And Radar laughed and smiled a little bit more each day.
And then one afternoon, right after B.J. watched Radar eat his weight in mashed potatoes and corn, the corporal turned to him and said, “I was wondering, sir, if maybe you might be willing to teach me how to play chess sometime? I know you’re busy and all but I sure have always wanted to learn.”
“Of course, Radar.” B.J. couldn’t quite hide his confusion though. “But I thought Hawkeye would’ve taught you already?”
“Whadda ya mean?” Radar frowned. “Didn’t you teach him, too?”
“Teach Hawkeye to play chess?”
“Yeah, he never played chess til you arrived, Cap’n Hunnicutt.” Radar grinned up at him. “He and Trapper only ever played checkers.”
B.J. thought he’d prepared himself for Korea the best he could. He’d readied himself for a great many things: for the shortage of supplies and the boredom and the monotony and red tape and the lack of privacy and the horrible moonshine. He’d even, after a short time, convinced himself that he might one day fill another man’s shoes.
But that was before he’d understood the whole story.
That was before he understood that heartbreak was a kind of grief that could only be mended by the passage of time.
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