#ballum fic

[ballumstansstuff]

Can someone who is a lot more talented than me write a Ben getting out of prison and getting his man back. I feel like we need to manifest it into existence 🙌🏻

[mudbloodpotter05]

Okay, so it’s done and dusted and has been posted.

My fixit one-shot for our Ballum.

Our guys are being put through it with this current storyline and so when this germ of an idea came to me, I ran with it.

Enjoy!

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[minimitchell]

next christmas i'm not all alone (ao3 link)

“Hiya.” It throws Ben for longer than he’d like to admit and he’s not even sure what exactly does it. If it’s the bright blue eyes staring directly back at him, glistening in the bright lights of the café. Or if it’s the layer of stubble coating the man’s jawline that looks like it would sting just the right amount. Or if it’s the nice smile on the bloke’s face that makes these cute dimples form on his cheeks. Whatever it is, it throws Ben entirely off kilter for a good few seconds.

happy holidays, everyone. here's over 9k words of christmas fic fluff as a present

[softbinnie]

wake up besties, new ballum soulmate au just dropped

[no-i-cant-decide]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Out From Underneath This Guilt (ao3 link)

Rating: Teen & Up

Word count: 5.4k

"I get that you're scared," Callum continued. "So am I, which is why we need to talk–"

"There's nothing to talk about," Ben told him, fiddling with the hospital band around his wrist. "I'm fine."

It wasn't even slightly convincing to his own ears, and Callum obviously didn't believe it either. He scoffed as he shrugged out of his jacket.

"You ain't 'fine', Ben. We don't do this, remember? You shutting down, shutting me out and burying everything. It never does you any good." Ben felt Callum's hand on his shoulder, gentle but grounding with a squeeze. "Finding out about Lola has hit all of us hard, and I know you said you ain't coping with everything but–"

"I said I'm fine!" Ben shouted, spinning around to face Callum. That was a mistake, because now he was pinned to the spot he was standing by those sad, ocean blue eyes and it was the only thing keeping him upright. There was no escaping it. They were talking about this. He took a deep breath trying to calm the anger rising up in his chest. "Look, I've just been so busy with the car lot and the Arches that I forgot to eat and got a bit dizzy. No big deal."

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[k8jax83]

Chapter 14 of this is up now here 👉🏻 https://archiveofourown.org/works/48245713/chapters/127356001. Thanks to anyone who has stuck with it so far. I know it’s been a bit of a slog at times 💖

[dailybenxcallum]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[merthurians-prat-and-idiot]

Here's a belated (shhh) seven sentence sunday!

A lil ballum 5+1 fic I was working on recently :)

🌻

The first time it happens is purely an accident.

Callum's rushing around the flat, tripping over jeans abandoned by the sofa, bashing into the coffee table as he pulls on his suit jacket and almost stacking it into the tv when he tries to tie his tie and put his shoes on at the same time.

His phone buzzes 3 times in quick succession in his pocket, like an angry wasp trying to get free.

"Cal!" Ben calls from the bedroom, his face appearing in the doorway with a fond grin.

"Calm down babe- or your paramedic interview will be carried out in the back of an ambulance when you crash through the window with all your stumblin!" He teases.

"I'm so late Ben- I can't blow it before they've even met me I-" he hops on one foot, yanking his left shoe off from where he'd been trying to jam it onto the wrong one.

"C'mere"

Callum walks closer, drawn as he always is to his boyfriend.