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So...we’re just gonna collectively agree that @abeautifuldayfortea​ is a precious angel that we must protect.....right 😳? 

Thank you for tagging me for this! You are so sweet :))) I hope you have a day as great as you 😩<3

I suppose since I have thirteen different works in my drafts it’s only fair that I leak a part of one lmao. The prompt was that you post seven or more sentences of your wip, so here’s a part of the Baileywick request i got from @cant-say-mah-name​ :) Hope you enjoy!:

“Picking up the mushroom and twirling it between his thumb and index finger, Baileywick thought back to the first time he started having feelings for you.

His first glance at you in the market square had him gazing in awe- that he can confess to. But beauty often hides the truth, so more time was needed to know if your beauty was deceiving.

And, as he soon found out, the women inside matched the beauty outside. To him, the longer you worked together the more your personality shone. And goodness was it bright.

Every little action you made was perfect in your own little way; even if you would claim otherwise. You constantly changed his perspective on the way he viewed life and he knew that, although you didn't conform to his way of living, he wanted to conform to yours. Even at the expense of his perfectionism.”

As with the tradition, I will tag a few spectacular writers to do this as well (if they want to!): 

@lightofthemoonglow​, @merlins-mushrooms​, @livenerdyandprosper​, @make-me-imagine​, @bush-viper-cutie​ and anyone else who would like to participate ☺️!

Father Mulcahy - Conflictions and Confessions

Fandom: M*A*S*H (show) Pairing: Father Mulcahy x gender neutral reader Requested by @inlovewithmulcahy​: something with reader and Mulcahy would be great.. I guess like something with a dancing, kissing, cuddling etc. Very sensory driven? Maybe some confessions of love (and if you’re comfortable then turn up the heat with light NSFW?) Word count: 1028 Notes: This is my first imagine for M*A*S*H and my first time writing for Father Mulcahy. This isn’t meant to offend anyone who is of Catholic belief. I understand that generally priests do not have relationships, but this is only fiction. I hope you enjoy!

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You swayed slowly to the grainy-sounding song playing on the jukebox in the officer’s club. Your arms were wrapped loosely around Father Mulcahy’s neck, and his were around your waist. His hands were firmly rest on the small of your back, never straying or going any lower. Your head was on his shoulder; his leaned against yours softly. You could feel his crucifix necklace against your chest, and you felt his breathing on your neck.

It had been a very long week. There had been tons of casualties and one day the compound had been shelled. Luckily, no one had been injured but it caused a great deal of fear and tension. It was quiet now, though, and you and Father Mulcahy were relishing in it. Almost everyone else had left the club, for it was late and everyone was exhausted from such a long week. The only other people in the place were Hawkeye, Lieutenant Baker, and Klinger who was manning the bar. But you and Father Mulcahy just wanted to spend as much time with each other as you could before things picked up again.

You sighed slowly. “I wish we could have more moments like this.”

“As do I,” he replied. “But I am grateful for the moments we do have.”

You smiled. “Me too. Especially after this week.”

He nodded. “The Lord knew what we needed.”

“Thank him for me next time you see him,” you said half-jokingly.

You felt a laugh rumble through Father Mulcahy’s chest. “I’ll try to remember.”

“Keep room for Jesus, you two,” Hawkeye teased, moving closer to the two of you with Baker practically attached to his hip. They, too, were dancing, though they were pressed more firmly against each other than you and the Father.

You rolled your eyes playfully at Hawkeye who just grinned.

“There is always room for Him if you let there be,” Father Mulcahy said, though he did move back slightly. You knew it was conflicting for him to be so close to your physically and follow his beliefs. You never pushed him or did anything he wasn’t comfortable with. It was confusing enough for him as it was without you putting any kind of pressure onto him. You were just happy to spend time with him in whatever ways he felt most comfortable with.

“Well said, Father,” Hawkeye replied.

You pulled back fully and untangled your arms from his neck. “It’s late. I should probably get some sleep. Will you walk me back to my tent?”

“Of course, my dear,” Father Mulcahy said with a smile. He removed his arms from your waist and nodded at Hawkeye. “Goodnight Hawkeye. Lieutenant.”

“Night Father, night Y/N,” Hawkeye said. He smiled. “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”

You smiled and saw Father Mulcahy’s cheeks redden.

He led you through the camp, hand gently rested on the small of your back. You two walked in silence, just enjoying the quiet of the night.

“Well,” you said as you approached your tent, “this is my stop.”

Father Mulcahy smiled. “Goodnight, Y/N. Thank you for tonight.”

“It was my pleasure,” you said with a grin. “I’ll meet you in the mess tent for breakfast?”

He nodded. “I’ll see you then.”

You leaned in and gave him a gentle kiss on the cheek. You felt his cheek muscles tighten with a smile. “Do you want to come in for a bit?”

He hesitated. He frowned with thought, then said, “Well, perhaps for a little while.”

You smiled widely and opened the door to your tent. You shucked off your shoes and sat on your cot. “Make yourself at home.”

Father Mulcahy smiled softly and sat beside you on the bed.

“Just so you know, I’m not expecting or thinking about anything other than just hanging out,” you told him.

“I appreciate that,” he said with a nod. “But perhaps… we could lie in the bed together?”

A grin broke out across your face. “I’d love that.”

You two lay down and Father Mulcahy wrapped his arms around you, awkwardly at first but once you nuzzled against his chest he relaxed. You listened to his heartbeat, the sound calming your mind and your body.

You sighed in content. “You know, maybe the only good thing about this war has been meeting you.”

“I have felt the same way about you.” He gently ran his fingers up and down your bicep. “The connections and relationships we’ve made here will always be something I cherish. But what I have with you… is something I have never felt. I never thought I would ever feel like this.”

You smiled softly. “I know how confusing it must be, being a priest and all.”

“Yes,” he admitted slowly. “But these are trying times, and I… hope the Lord will forgive me.”

“Being close with someone shouldn’t be a sin,” you said gently. “But I know that you will be forgiven.”

“Thank you. I apologize if my confliction ever causes you discomfort.”

You shook your head. “You don’t have to apologize. I knew what I signed up for when I started having feelings for a priest,” you said with a small laugh.

Father Mulcahy smiled. “Y/N, may I confess something to you?”

“But I thought you were the priest,” you joked.

He laughed. “Even we need someone to confess to every now and then.”

“You can tell me anything,” you said, moving to prop yourself up on your elbows.

He looked at you nervously. “I think… I might be falling in love with you.”

Your eyes widened and your heart skipped a beat. You stared at him with your mouth open slightly for a good minute while he looked at you anxious for a response.

“I… I think I’m falling in love with you, too,” you replied, smiling widely at him.

“Really?” he asked, a smile spreading on his face.

You nodded.

“Well, then, may I kiss you?” he asked meekly.

You placed a hand on his cheek gently. “Please.”

His gaze moved from your lips up to your eyes. When he met your gaze, you both smiled. He leaned in, softly pressing his lips against yours.

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