Hawkieeee

Imagining Charles Emerson Winchester III, so small he hasn't even started growing into that name yet, walking past his younger brother's empty bedroom, wanting to put a name to the fear he feels but not having the words for it. Picturing him noticing the differences between three and two. Never talking about it but never forgetting either, telling himself that Honoria was too young to remember the way he does. Wondering if when he applies to medical school years later, he remembers the fear and hopes he'll finally have the words for it.

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In which Klinger lends Hawkeye (and tailors) the dress that most of the camp fell in love with him in while the nurses were away. And a pair of nylons.

m*a*s*h 11/?

Felt bad for the torment, here’s a little happy

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when we want to kiss but we're camera-shy

hawkeye ( and co ) with his haunting twenty thousand yard stare after twenty two and a half minutes of being raked through the very coals of hell itself only to face the same thing all over again :

the laughtrack after the closing joke followed by the jolly theme music about to blast your hearing out at a billion decibels :

m*a*s*h 10x17 'when there's a will there's a war' / mortal lessons: notes on the art of surgery, richard selzer