#sidhawk

[holly-ilex-artworks]

My ao3 favorite tags list is literally the whole mash cast running a train on hawk, the way god and Alan Alda intended it to be.

[mxmorel]

[hesgomorrah]

[remyfire]

The Best Medicine

Ship: Sidney Freedman/Hawkeye Pierce Rating: E Word Count: 4k Note: This is my belated birthday present for @hearteyespierce!! I love you, friend, and I hope you enjoy!!

Sometimes he goes away for a little while, Sidney's Hawkele. Not necessarily in the literal sense—although he's always been flighty and difficult to pin down for as long as Sidney's known him—but in the way that his brilliant, beautiful, tragic mind will often whisk Hawkeye somewhere beyond the present. He's not always willing to share where he ends up, and Sidney does not press. After what they experienced together in Korea, and particularly what Sidney was responsible for bringing to light, new boundary lines were necessary before they could truly move beyond doctor and patient and into a relationship of equals. Hawkeye himself had been the one to lay down the most important limit: if Sidney asked and Hawkeye did not want to share, then Sidney shouldn't force him to do so. It's a small ask for the incredible privilege of getting to hold Hawkeye Pierce in his arms every night while they fall asleep. But it means that there are evenings when Hawkeye slips into another world, and it falls to Sidney to bring him home.

[dr-wurm]

I'll Stand By You - The Pretenders

[majorbaby]

Opinions on sidhawk?

wrt my personal tastes, i'm neutral, which for me means that i can get behind it, but i'm not super invested. could probably be compelled by a strong argument or fic though. i have an easier time seeing a deep yet low-maintenance friendship, or maybe an similarly intense but inconsistent sexual relationship, than a romantic angle for them.

much more generally: they're two characters that were written very well into their respective functions. they're also acted very well. those two things + a desire to explore their relationship = endless potential.

[serpercival]

Kiss meme prompts!

sidhawk + a kiss along the jawline for @mxmorel

When Radar came into the Swamp during poker night, it was less with the look of a kid who was going to scam them out of their paychecks and more the look of someone who didn’t want to let what was in his mouth out into the world.

Trapper was the first to bother acknowledging him. “Trouble?”

“Uh, not for any of youse guys,” Radar said, fiddling with the memo in his hands. “Major Freedman, sir?”

Sidney folded. He’d been bluffing, anyway, Hawkeye was sure of it. Ninety percent sure. Maybe seventy-five. The respectable pair of threes in Hawkeye’s hand would have beaten whatever he had, probably. “Emergency?”

“Yes, sir,” Radar said, handing over the note.

Sidney read it, sighed, and collected his cap as he stood. “Don’t wait up.”

Hawkeye, seeing an opportunity to get out of the miserable deal he’d been dealt, scrambled after him. “What kind of emergency?” he asked, bumping their shoulders together.

“A patient of mine in Tokyo,” Sidney said, folding the memo and tucking it in his breast pocket. “The one I came to poker night to get away from, actually.”

“Mmm, thinks you resemble his mother?”

“Close, but no cigar.”

“I hear those are phallic symbolism, these days.”

“Is that why McIntyre’s always playing with one?”

Hawkeye snorted. “You should see some of the things he does with his tongue.”

Sidney shot him a look, then waved him into the VIP tent when he opened the door. “I suppose you expect me not to read into that remark.”

“I’m hoping you do, actually.”

“Planning a new group activity?”

Hawkeye shrugged, put on his best innocent face, and fluttered his eyelashes. “Only if the boredom becomes unbearable.”

Sidney rolled his eyes, but a smile creased the corners of his mouth. He tapped Hawkeye on the arm with his peaked cap before he put it on, then grabbed the briefcase he hadn’t had the chance to unpack from the desk. “Poker again, next week?”

“Same time, same station.”

“I’ll be sure to read all about it in the papers.”

As Sidney turned to leave, Hawkeye caught his arm. He couldn’t let him leave without… “Good luck,” Hawkeye murmured. He leaned down to press a kiss to the underside of his jaw, nuzzling into the soft flesh for a moment before he pulled away.

He never expected to see Sidney blush, but maybe it would have been nice, on occasion. He could make everyone else in camp blush with a few well-placed words. Sidney Freedman was practically unphasable.

“I’m going to Tokyo, not the front,” Sidney said lightly.

“Yeah, well, you’re going to Tokyo,” Hawkeye said, stuffing his hands in his pockets. “And I’m here, at the front.”

“The front, here? We’re… half a mile away, at least.”

Hawkeye snickered, but he didn’t think it made the mood any lighter.

Sidney cupped his cheek, kissed him just below his eye, and did his best to smile. “Good luck, Hawkeye.”

[beej-machinations]