May 30, 2019
I wish you would write a fic where you and I are married and own a bakery, and we have a war with the bakery across the street, which is run by Bellarke. 😘
Oh my GOSH can you even IMAGINE. It would be filled with baking puns and us Parent Trap-ing Bellarke through hi-jinks and pranks.
“Come on, Blake, just ask her out. It’s all or muffin.”
“You guys-”
“Make sure it’s not a half-baked plan, winner bakes all.”
“I will rethink my non-violent outlook on life-”
“All you knead is love. Tell Clarke you loaf her.”
Bellamy proceeds to dump a bag of flour on our heads.