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coming back to a fandom and blog you left when that one character returns
Hello, is it this blog thats running a calendar for ballum bloggers birthdays? x
hey! no that’s not us, but i can’t for the life of me remember the name of that blog? sorry!!!! X
merry christmas everyone !!! i just want to say a huge thank you to everyone who participated, or supported, the ballum advent calendar. it was so much fun and really made this overly strange run up christmas feel special ✨ love to you all x
Firstly I just wanted to wish everybody a very Happy Christmas 🎄 and a Happy New Year!
Thank you to @dingletragedy for setting up @theballumplace (and everyone else who has contributed) this year. It got me through the first lockdown and was so lovely to be able to chat and have fun with other ballum fans! I really enjoyed every event put on! Thank you for also being a lovely friend 💗
Thank you to @callumsmitchells for becoming my mcfly/ballum mutual and brighting up my day with the mcfly lyrics in the tags of the posts you reblog! And for also being a lovely friend 💗
Thank you to @stuffymcrandom / @mr-and-mr-mitchell for becoming my friend, reading all of my fics and checking in on me... ilysm 💗
Thank you to @siennablake & @drewsbarrymcre for making the most incredible gifs sets and giving me inspiration to try different things to make my own sets better!
Thank you to all of my fave fanfiction authors out there too, just to name a few @halfwayinit @oceandawning @moodyblueangel @dingletragedy @callumsmitchells @stuffymcrandom @minimitchell @mitchellandhighway @persephonierose123 there are many others so I’m sorry if I’ve forgotten you! Just know that I read every fic on a03 and I love them all!
Thank you to @ballym and everyone involved in the first Ballumbigbang 2020 - I loved taking part and can’t wait until next year!
Lastly I just wanted to thank everyone in the ballum fandom on here, it’s been a really difficult year for all of us but I feel like we’ve made it though together!
I promised myself I wouldn’t go mushy (and now I’m going to break the promise 😂) but it feels like I’ve been accepted into our little ballum family so I thank everyone for that! I love all of you so much!
Thank you for all of your support this year! Let’s hope next year is a better year for the world & Ballum! (Fingers crossed we will get some kisses 😘 and I now think I need a wedding!)
Love Jess xxx
ballum advent calendar | day 24
and telling me “i love you”.
twelve presents for the man i love (ao3)
a fic, for @theballumplace and their amazing christmas advent calendar full of wonderful pieces of work🎅🏼
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There’s a coldness all throughout the room, though there’s a contrast as the bright morning winter sun illuminates the surroundings, all white and golden and beautiful. The beams reach the walls and eventually cascade down onto the bed, hitting Callum’s face.
Callum twitches his nose and squints his eyes, the light already irritating him out of his peaceful slumber. He’s never been one to be able to sleep with any form of light near him. He stretches out his limbs, starting with his legs, and the sheets are still annoyingly tangling around his thighs. He kicks at the sheets gently, attempting to free himself from their tight grasp. Then he moves his arms, and he instantly feels a tension relieving crack at his elbows but mostly his skin is hit with a searing and sharp coldness and he suddenly regrets moving, quickly tucking his arms back under the bed sheets. A soft moan falls from his lips as he rolls over onto his side, getting comfortable and warm once again, clinging onto the last remaining dregs of sleep, hoping and praying for a lazy and slow morning. Ben’s sleeping soundly next to him, and Callum watches as his torso rises and later falls with every breath. It’s peaceful, a calmness between them with no rush nor desire to do anything.
Callum shuffles at an agonisingly slow pace, trying to not disturb Ben with his movements. With every moment that passes, he nudges closer and closer to Ben until eventually he lets his hand - now comfortably warm once again - touch Ben’s back. He delicately traces the curve of Ben’s spine up and down with his index finger, the touch from the knuckle to the fingertip.
A grumble falls from Ben’s mouth, the sound soft and his head falls forward, pulling away from Callum, as he rests it even further into his pillow. “Mornin’.” He says and his voice is thick and deep from his sleep, yet it’s unwittingly soft. Callum can’t help but smile at it, unbelieving that he gets to witness this everyday now. Ben reaches his arm out behind him and grabs onto Callum’s hand, not caring to lock their fingers together, but tugging gently.
Callum understands what Ben wants instantly and complies, shuffling ever closer to Ben, their bodies now finally touching as Callum wraps his arms around Ben, pressing gentle kiss after gentle kiss to the nape of his neck. His hands are touching Ben’s stomach, dropping lower by the second to rest against his waistband, comforting. Their fingers are locking now, threading in the gaps between each finger, all warm and soft. Ben lets out a dry chuckle, a bright beaming smile on his face, though he tries to disguise it by letting his pillow smother his face. Callum wraps his legs around Ben’s, trapping him as a way of stopping him squirming even further into the pillow. The soles of his feet press against Ben’s shins, cold skin against warm, and it’s an all too familiar feeling.
Ben lets out a squeal, which turns into a loud giggling fit when Callum nudges his nose against Ben’s neck even more, kissing him over and over again with hot, wet lips. “Get off!” Ben argues through the giggles erupting from him, showing that there’s not an ounce of malice in his body towards his boyfriend. “You’re freezing! You always put your cold feet on me when we’re in bed together.”
“How about you warm me up then?” Callum counteracts the argument flirtatiously, towering over Ben. He’s pinning Ben down into the mattress now, feet somehow still pressing against Ben’s skin. Their faces are now just centimetres apart, the tension building between them palpable. Ben looks at Callum’s lips and then his eyes flicker up to meet Callum’s, a silent conversation happening between them within just a matter of seconds, though it feels longer. Callum leans down, the muscles in his arms visibly shaking as moves in an excruciatingly slow press up motion. With every second that passes, Callum edges closer to finally share the first proper kiss of the day.
Closer, and closer still.
He can feel Ben’s breath hitting his face - that is, until Ben cheekily manages to break free from the hold Callum has over him, and he rolls over and stretches his body half out of the bed.
Callum rolls his eyes and flops down onto his back, letting out a soft exasperated groan though he’s grateful that he can relax his muscles temporarily.
Ben pops back up, sitting back on the bed, pushing his pillow against the headboard to make himself more comfortable. He’s holding something in his hand, which Callum instantly realises. It’s a present, with shiny gold wrapping paper obscuring the view of what it actually is, but it looks soft, because Callum can see that Ben’s hand just sinks into it without even applying too much pressure.
“Merry Christmas.” Ben smiles, passing the present over to Callum.
Callum takes it, of course he does, but there’s confusion on his face and in his voice. “It’s only the first.”
“I know.” Ben says, and he settles down in the bed, putting his head on his hand, elbow digging into the mattress. “I just fancy doing things a bit differently this year. Open it then.” He nods his head in the direction of the present.
Callum rolls his eyes but smiles nonetheless. He opens up the paper, ripping it right where the tape sticks it together and instantly he recognises what it is. He lets out a laugh, peeling the present from out of the wrapping paper that encases them. “Fluffy socks.” He chuckles, shaking his head in disbelief. “You really bought me fluffy socks?”
Ben grins, looking up to Callum. “I told you, your feet are freezing!”
“Alright, I’ve got the hint now!” Callum laughs. “So, er, if I put these on now, can I have that cuddle?” He asks.
A blush forms on Ben’s cheeks and a shy smile creeps onto his lips. “I suppose so.” He concedes.
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“I miss you.”
It’s just three words, but it’s also so much more than that. It’s three words that slip so easily out of Callum’s mouth, three words that have taken over his entire life. Three words that have become so damn common between the two of them. They’re words that burn in Callum’s chest, both with warmth because he’s never been loved like this before, doesn’t think he ever will again by anyone but Ben, and with pain because it’s become his most prominent truth- the fact that he spends his life missing Ben.
Missing him has become as sure as the fact that the moon will shine at night, or that the sun will rise over the hills in the morning.
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and here’s day 22 of the ballum advent calendar run by @theballumplace!! im really really sorry its like 11;30 that im posting this - im hopeless i know - but hey, it’s me, im the king of leaving things to the last minute. anyway i hope you enjoy this!! also if you feel like it i reccomend listening to hey there delilah while reading this because i kinda got the inspo there. anyways!! i hope you enjoy, reblogs/comments/kudos mean the world to me <3
more gravy than grave
@theballumplace‘s Ballum Advent Calendar 2020 Day 21
It’s Christmas Eve, and Ben has had it up to here with the festivities. He just wants to go to bed, not think about this wretched holiday, and maybe allow himself to wallow in self pity a little while he’s at it. Four strange visitations change all that, and might change him, too.
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Words: c13,000
Rating: T
A/N: Please heed the tags and trigger warnings. Sorry this is so late!
hello!! this is my entry for day 21 of the ballum advent calendar run by @theballumplace who i’d like to thank because it’s given us all so so much lovely content!! apologies it’s not very christmassy but i hope it’s okay nonetheless!!
i hope you’re all staying safe and i’m sending you loads of love!! <3
Ben Mitchell's Ideal Present
Callum gives Ben his ideal Christmas present.
For @theballumplace 's Ballum Advent Calendar.
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Ballum Advent Calendar | Day 19
snowy getaway (ben/callum, fluff, mild smut)
written for the Ballum Advent Calender run by @theballumplace
Ben wants to spend some alone-time with his boyfriend. And he misses snow. What better way to combine those things than going on a trip up north together between Christmas and New Year’s Eve.
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day 17 - 17/12/2020
manifesting a happy family christmas for the mitchells🖤🦄
BALLUM ADVENT CALENDAR - Day 16 “It’s the only Christmas song I liked”
first snow — a03
ben regrets not having last christmas with callum, but he's making damn sure he spends every second of it this year
ballum advent calendar day 16!
❄️🎄 ballum advent calendar: day 15 ❄️🎄
Does the ballum advent calendar creation have to be christmassy?
no it’s doesn’t have to be!