#bakerfic

[thebakinglibrarian]

OC Love Language

tagged by @curiousthimble and her insanely memorable OCs. also, i’m going to cheat a little so here are all my Hawke kiddos from The Baker of Kirkwall! I’ll do a Heartfic one later i swear

rules: find a gif that fits one of your OC’s main love languages (or 2 if you really can’t decide) and tag forward to others!

Garrett Hawke

Garrett loves to make people happy—especially someone he loves romantically. There is a kind of happiness in him when he seems their expressions light up as they receive an unexpected gift from him. Garrett notices the small things—the immediate change of expression into the warmest smile, the sudden surprised silence accompanied by the softness in their voice, the way they hold his gifts (whatever it may be) as though it were a soufflé that might deflate. To him, there is no greater love language, than Gifts.

Marian Hawke

Marian spent her early love-life with a man who gave her his undivided attention as she did him. They cherished the small moments they had together most—reading, and skipping school to sit on the cliffs of the Wounded Coast, discussing about their future. Unfortunately, quality time became one of the many factors that led to the downfall of their relationship. It’s an even more important factor in her love-life now—with her girlfriend being away from work a lot, the time Marian has with her when she’s actually home? It’s like she struck gold.

Carver Hawke

The boy isn’t good with words. Instead, Carver shows affection by doing the simple things. Just like his brother, he has a knack for cooking (sometimes he’s even better than Garrett) and can spend hours in the kitchen preparing food for his partner. He’d then get up early to drive to their workplace to leave the lunchbag with a colleague before heading back. As a boy, he observed how his father worked around Leandra who was a busy artist. His mother’s face would light up with that unexpected meal, or when he’d tend the garden for her because he knew how much Leandra loved flowers. He wanted to mirror those actions when he grew up. Where Carver was bad at words, his love language lies in his Acts of Service.

Bethany Hawke

As a dancer, skinship is nothing new to Bethany. Though she’s not had many partners in life, the young Hawke relishes in the aspect of touch in a relationship. Nothing screams to her with affection more than physical touch. To her, a gentle caress against her cheek can feel like feathers, and the simple motion of holding hands makes her heart flutter. The way a man touches her for the first time can say many things. And the way her husband held and kissed the back of her hand for the first time, she knew she was in love.

[thebakinglibrarian]

WIP Wednesday

(tagged by none other than @curiousthimble​ <3)

From the upcoming chapter of The Baker of Kirkwall.

--- [ 🎵🎵🎵 ] ---

When you stand in the middle of the house—right under the exposed roof, you can hear the whole house creak in swaying movements as the winds rush through. Strolling through the hallways, you can even feel the ebb and flow of it, almost like the house itself is breathing. While Varric brings the fireplace to life (and did I mention that it was taller than I am?), Merrill wondered down to the library with Aveline, and I stood rooted at the entrance admiring the architecture.

‘Mother would’ve loved this…’ I say softly, allowing my eyes to trail the gothic wonder that is the intricate patterns on the banister. It crept up through all three floors, like roots growing out from the ground and coiling around it just to keep the house upright. The staircase was a marvel to look at—as if the whole thing were carved out of the same tree. Even through the rain, it gleams in all the right places with what little sunlight that manages to pass through. Against the teal and patterned wallpaper, there are gold frames the height of my sisters where old paintings used to stare back at you. An old tapestry of Orzammar’s old Paragons hang on one side of the grand staircase, depicting a snippet of each of their legacies under their names written in the lost runic tongue of their Kingdom. I also know this because I saw Merrill scribbling in her journal earlier.

A strange screech echoes from the library and I almost drop my brolly.

‘Sorry! That was us, we found a gramophone!’

‘The cylinder goes the other way, Daisy!’ Varric yells back and a moment later, the house is silent again except for the rainfall. But in that split second, I swear I heard it.

The faint sound of running feet from above.

[zaynandhisboys]

bakerfic? what bakerfic?!

Hah sorry to disappoint, but it’s not new! That’s my tag for Hooked On a Feeling (when I’m not accidentally tagging it as bakersfic, that is). It doesn’t even technically have guitarist Zayn in it, but I felt like it fit the mood of the fic anyway...

[zaynandhisboys]

Will you please do sad, angry, likes/dislikes please for HOAF. btw I love how you tag your fics

★ - sad headcanon

Harry’s backstory isn’t tragic, like he told Zayn. There wasn’t one guy that made him hate liars. But it was a lot of people--a lot of people who smiled to his face and then said how weird he was behind his back. Who he wasn’t enough for, but who told him he was. It piles on, after a while, until Harry made his policy--no more lies. He can deal with anything, as long as it comes as the truth. No matter how much it hurts, it’s better than learning the truth too late. 

☠ - angry/violent headcanon

Harry doesn’t get angry often, but it happens. Once it was because someone started disparaging Zayn in front of him, and Harry couldn’t keep quiet and had to defend him. His skin isn’t quite thick enough, yet, and Zayn knows that might have done more harm than good in the long run--but it doesn’t stop him from rewarding thoroughly Harry for being his hero. 

☯ - likes/dislikes headcanon

Zayn is actually not a very adventurous eater, which Harry takes as a personal challenge. He will find a way to make Zayn like every food he characterizes as good, because he doesn’t want Zayn to miss out. It’s hit or miss, how successful he is, mostly because Harry’s a much better baker than he is a cook, but Zayn can’t help but try everything Harry gives him, even when it’s awful. Harry just takes his admission that he still doesn’t like it as an excuse to experiment more anyway, so they’re both happy. 

[zaynandhisboys]

★ for holding out for a hero, hooked on a feeling, and camelot, and ✿ for camelot and worth a thousand words, please :)

★ - sad headcanon

For Holding Out For a Hero

the reason Zayn finally really stops bodyguarding is because he’s injured. He’d been planning to get out for a while, but then he’s on a job with someone else, and he takes a bullet. He’s fine, in the end, but it’s a scare, and when he wakes up and sees Harry’s white face next to him, clutching his hand with Laela on his lap, he knows he’s done. 

For Hooked on a Feeling 

Harry’s mom gets seriously injured a few months into their relationship. It’s the first time Zayn’s ever seen Harry properly thrown, seen all his prepossession fade away into a vague panic that has Zayn taking care of him for once, getting them to the hospital and making sure Harry sleeps and eats and cries. He even bakes him something, some brownies that Harry’d been coaching him through, and that wins him a watery smile when he brings them to the hospital. 

For Camelot 

It’s not easy, being king, and Zayn has to make hard decisions that he hates. Decisions that kill people. Wrong decisions that result in deaths, and worse, right decisions that result in deaths, of his people. Decisions that leave him going over them a thousand times, trying to figure out what else he could do, until Liam gently draws him away from it, tells him that he did the best he could; until Niall bundles him into bed and makes him laugh and Harry reminds him that this is the price of ruling and Louis comes in with cool eyes and asks if he thinks this is the worst he could do. It doesn’t fix it, of course. It still haunts Zayn. But it helps. They help. 

✿ - Sex headcanon

For Camelot 

Sometimes, when they have sex, there’s a moment--or really, after they have sex, when the afterglow is fizzing between them--that Harry wonders where Zayn’s gone. It’s not every time, or even often, but sometimes it seems like he goes far away, like he’s thinking of something else. Harry's considered asking about it, but he’s decided he doesn’t want to know. He doesn’t doubt Zayn’s faithfulness, not his so honorable husband, and it’s not like Harry’s even sure he is thinking of someone else, and not of his kingdom, of the weight of his crown.  And if Zayn thinks of someone else, Harry’s the one who can chase away those thoughts with a kiss. Who has learned Zayn’s body in a way no one else has, who rules beside him. That’s what matters, in the end. 

For Worth a Thousand Words

Harry’s favorite place to have sex with Zayn will always be a bed. It’s surprisingly vanilla for him, but he will never not love how Zayn looks naked against the sheets, how they can have space to move and the contrast of the softness of the mattress against the angles of Zayn’s body. He likes other places too, of course. But a nice big bed with lush sheets will always be his favorite. 

[zaynandhisboys]

For Hooked On A Feeling :) ■ - Bedroom/house/living quarters headcanon ♡ - romantic headcanon ♥ - family headcanon

■ - Bedroom/house/living quarters headcanon

Their first house is a reno that Harry completely redoes, so it’s all theirs. It’s got a massive kitchen, a studio for Zayn and an office for Harry and plenty of space for their friends and so much light everywhere. It’s got quirks everywhere, because Harry let his imagination go wild, and Zayn loves it for that–that Harry made a home for them. 

♡ - romantic headcanon 

Zayn writes so many songs for Harry. So many. He doesn’t pretend they aren’t for him, and Harry plays them all with gusto all the time. But that doesn’t mean he doesn’t go a little blushy and melty when Zayn sings them to him, his voice soft and all the words just for Harry, not for the world at all. 

♥ - family headcanon

Louis subjects Harry to a very intensive interrogation the first time he meets him, which Harry meets with a placidness that Louis can’t tell if it’s obliviousness or cleverness. He deflects every one of Louis’s questions with either frankness or some non sequiter that distracts Louis completely. But he ends up liking him, somehow. And he sees how he is with Zayn, how he makes him smile, how he calms him down in a way that Louis had worried about, and he can’t help but like him for that. 

[zaynandhisboys]

Hooked on a Feeling!!!!

Harry is actually very careful with what he tells Niall about Zayn. He does know it’s weird, what they have; he knows that there’s something weird about Zayn. And he knows that he’s okay with it, but Niall will try to push, will be more worried. And Harry’s still afraid that if he pushes, Zayn will leave--that Harry’s weirdness won’t be worth it anymore, and he’ll let Harry go. And it’s so good right now, he doesn’t feel the need to push. 

Send me the title of one of my fics, and I’ll tell you a thing about it nobody knows!

[zaynandhisboys]

Izzy. I love HOAF so much. Can you give me a little insight on how it would have been if Zayn just told Harry what he did straight up? Like when Zayn showed him his place for the first time. If he just sat Harry down and told him the truth from then

Thanks! I’m glad you like it :D 

As for your question...huh. I think if Zayn had told Harry when he showed him his place, when they were already going out...Harry would still have been mad. Zayn had lied, for a long time. He’d probably have taken some time to deal with it, left Zayn on his own, to be miserable, but then I think he would have come to a similar realization as he did at the end of the fic--that Zayn may have lied, but he had good intentions, and it’s not the end of the world. Zayn, though...I don’t think Zayn would have come to the same place. I think Zayn might have kept on holding on too hard, might not have learned to find his home in things other than just Harry, if he didn’t have the shock of the fight. Maybe he would have. Maybe things would have been the same, just a bit less emotion and angst. 

On the other hand, if Zayn had told Harry right at the beginning, after coming into the bakery a few times...then things would have been different. Harry would have said he didn’t care, would probably have thought he didn’t, but he’d have treated Zayn differently, he couldn’t help it. And more than that, Zayn would have seen it differently. It wouldn’t have been an escape, not when he’d have to be Zayn Malik there too. I think he’d have stopped going soon enough, despite the cute but weird barista. It wouldn’t have been special, then. Not home.