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Cedric x Reader Having A Nightmare

Sponsored by me, who woke up to a nightmare and couldn't go back to sleep so I wrote this lmao. Trigger warning for reference of childhood trauma and abuse

Hopefully y'all can get some better sleep than I could

"(y/n)...! You need to wake up!"

Cedric's voice called out to you from the inky blackness, the in-between place that lies within dreams and the waking world.

Your eyelids snapped opened as the remnants of your dream faded to the back of your subconscious. Your face was buried deeply in your pillow, and immediately you could feel the wetness of tears staining the pillowcase. You take in a sharp breath, exhaling shakily as you feel the weight of your nightmare clinging to your mind.

"...(y/n)?" Cedric calls your name again, more hesitant and lighter this time. You feel his hand curled around your arm, squeezing lightly.

You drag your cheek across the pillow, angling your face towards Cedric. His lean frame was propped up on his elbow, with his torso leaning towards you. Weak moonlight streamed from the balcony of Cedric's workshop, not enough for you to see past a few feet- but it was certainly enough to betray the look of heavy concern Cedric wore as he gazes down at you.

"..Are you alright?" He asks somberly, his voice having a lingering roughness from sleep.

You stare up at him in silence, trying in vain to find an answer that satisfies you. As you do so, you noticed Cedric's silver and ebony locks sticking out in all directions, with a stray lock of his white bangs falling into his eye.

It looks like he had just woken up himself.

"Did I wake you up?" You deflected his question with your own, your voice hoarse.

Cedric nodded, but before he could speak again an apology already left your lips.

"I'm sorry, love..." you trailed off, breaking eye contact for a moment in shame. You knew your nightmares could get bad, and for a while it was the reason you were afraid to fall asleep with the sorcerer. Even though you both have talked about this before, the instinctual need to apologize for the space you occupy always lashes out before any reasonable reaction.

Cedric shakes his head in response to your apology, brows furrowed in disapproval.

His hand leaves your arm, and instantly your heart aches from the withdrawal. Before you could mourn his touch further, however, his hand finds you again as he cups your face to meet his eyes once more.

"Don't apologize; it's okay."

Cedric's voice now sounded clearer, more awake now. His expression that previously held concern had since softened, and his honey eyes were devoid of any judgement or annoyance.

You weren't sure how to respond, except for a small nod of acknowledgement.

Even so, Cedric continues to hold you with his unwavering gaze, and with your cheek being captured in his palm, there was nowhere left for you to hide.

You felt scared for a moment- not of Cedric, but of the vulnerability it takes to look at him whenever old ghosts would haunt you like this. Some days it felt like if he looked close enough- or long enough, Cedric would find out how ugly and rotten those old wounds from your past really are, and how much they can fester. All the way down to your marrow.

Needing a way to channel your anxious energy, your hand automatically lands in Cedric's hair. Wordlessly, you begin to smooth down the rebellious strands of hair on Cedric's scalp. Your fingers tenderly untangle the silky strands, silently admiring the contrasting hues of white and black that slipped through your hand. Even though you've touched Cedric's hair a thousand times, and have looked at it double that amount, it never ceases to fill your heart with happiness.

Cedric knew quite well how you reach for anything in close proximity to fidget with when your nervous- his hair being a popular choice among them. While the idea of you being nervous made him nervous, he chose to close his eyes and let you work through his untamed bed head, giving a low hum of contentment at your touch.

If it helped you calm down, he certainly wouldn't complain.

After you are satisfied with your handiwork, you let your hand slide through his hair once more before splaying your hand across Cedric's cheek. His eyes flicked to yours briefly, their familiar warmth and love for you seeping through his eyelashes.

Immediately he turns his face to lean more into your hand, his nose practically buried in your palm. You break into a smile at the gesture, watching as Cedric covers your hand with his own. You caress his cheek with your thumb softly, and he returns your affection with his lips gently meeting against the soft skin of your wrist in a few soft kisses.

After a moment, Cedric breaks the silence between you.

"Do you want to talk about it?" He mumbles gently into your skin, shooting you a hesitant glance.

"I..." you drift off, momentarily blanking on the question. Cedric waits patiently for you to collect your thoughts, and you continue.

"I don't remember much, really- nightmares always fade fast, for me." You spoke quietly, glancing over at Cedric to gauge his reaction.

"What do you remember, if anything?" He asks, his face neutral.

You give a half hearted shrug, not really wanting to try and actively recall your dream.

"Just the end, I guess. All I remember is feeling like I had to- to get away; before I got hurt." You feel your pulse quicken as you hear yourself speak, your stomach twisting at the implications of your words.

"I see..." Cedric murmurs, nodding his head as your confession sinked in. You see the turmoil behind his carefully masked neutrality, and it eats a hole in your heart. You sigh deeply, trying to alleviate the weight that was settling in your chest.

"I've had plenty worse nightmares though- this one isn't too bad. I'll be alright." You offered, a weak attempt at consoling your partner.

Cedric only gives you an incredulous look in response, and you don't like the way his eyes cut through your bluff.

"You're safe here, (y/n). You know that, right?" Cedric asks, almost as if he was pleading.

"...I know." You pushed the words out slowly, almost grimacing from the effort it took to speak. You know objectively what Cedric says is true, but even still your body refuses to fully believe it.

Cedric noticed your discomfort immediately, and shifted his body closer to yours. His arm gently snakes around your waist, then nudges at your back; his soft brown eyes asking for silent permission to hold you close.

You respond by dipping your face into the crook of Cedric's neck, your arms swiftly embracing him and holding his torso in a tight squeeze. In turn, Cedric pulls you tightly against his chest, lithe arms cradling you like a precious jewel. Your heart feels comforted in Cedric's arms, and the warmth of his body helps your muscles relax into his form.

Taking in a deep breath, you inhale his scent deeply- the smell of petrichor, dried herbs and the sweet musk of old books making you believe, for a moment, in his words that promised you safety.

Cedric mirrors you, and you feel his chest rise as his takes in a deep breath. His breath is warm against you as he exhales in a long sigh, helping you feel grounded.

You both lay in a comforting silence, listening to each other breath. After a while, you almost don't notice how each of your breathing has finally fallen into sync.

"Cedric?" You speak his name hesitantly, cringing at your voice cutting through the silence.

"Hm?" The sorcerer responds, feeling his voice vibrate through you.

"Thank you, for waking me up," you start, your fingers fidgeting with the fabric of his night shirt.

"Of course, darling." Cedric rubs your back for a second as he responds, and suddenly you remember the pleading look as he told you that you were safe.

"And- I know that I'm safe, I promise. It's just... hard getting used to it." You admitted with a heavy sigh.

Cedric stays silent for a moment, and each second you grow worried that you somehow upset him. As you start to move your head to look up at him, Cedric speaks, stopping you in your tracks.

"I know it's hard- trust me, I do." Cedric enunciates, and your mind wanders to the things he had to go through to empathize with your statement. You squeeze his body in comfort, signalling that you understood what he meant.

"One day though, you're going to wake up and realize you can't remember the last time you had a nightmare." Cedric says with conviction, and you almost want to believe it. You scoff into his chest, amused but not convinced.

"I know, it's hard to believe. It'll be so subtle, you'd almost miss it." Cedric lets out a dry chuckle, gazing down at you with a complicated look.

"Just... give it time, love." Cedric finished, kissing your head affectionately.

"That's about all I can do." You said with a sigh, nuzzling him; but you had a smile on your lips regardless.

With your conversation now at a close, you both eventually drifted off to an undisturbed sleep; devoid of nightmares, but full of love and care for one another.

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#WHEEZING #the way the original post had the lgbtq tag #crying #cedric #cedric the great #cedric the sorcerer #sofia the first #sofia the fandom

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made me laugh

i gotta start posting more art on here lol

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other cedric bloggers: he’s such a misunderstood and underrated character. he needs more love because he’s traumatised. he’s my baby and i want to stroke his hair and tell him it’ll be okay.

me: i want to suck the life out of his cock if i’m being completely honest with you

#and you guys all agree with me #don’t act like you don’t #cedric the sorcerer #sofia the fandom #cedric the sensational #cedric the great #cedric sofia the first #stf

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my babby 🫶💞💝💘💓💕 i love you cedric the sorcerer 💟💟💘💖💖 imma love u forever & ever

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it’s 12:01 am, i’ve not taken off my eyeliner but my TEARS ARE GONNA DO IT FOR ME

stop this madness

When you realize that the reason Cedric is so supportive of Sofia is because he knows what it feels like to be a kid without any support from their adult figures and he doesn't want that for her so he supports and encourages her in magic even when she fails.....

I'm crying.

#anticedfia #i want to hug cedric #sofia the first #cedric the sorcerer

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they’re both illustrated so wonderfully i can’t 🥰

💜

I’ve got such a soft spot for this show it’s not even funny anymore

#sofia the first #so gorgeous #anticedfia

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A that reader is affectionate and understanding. She's takes care of the royal kids and would do anything to keep them safe. So she doesn't know of Cedric plans b/c he knows she'll try to stop him. His plans succeed and the reader runs away to safety? Few years later the reader and Cedric are reunited, but under grim circumstances.

I'm basically asking for angst. I've just been in the mood for it.

The Reckoning of Hearts | Cedric X Reader (Angst)

“The truth is, you could slit my throat, and with my last, gasping breath, I’d apologise for bleeding on your shirt.”

summary: cedric succeeds in taking over the kingdom, and the reader manages to flee along with the royal children. desperate to save roland & miranda, the reader returns 3 years later to confront the man they once loved.

notes: what a way to return to my fiction-writing roots, lovely bit of cedric angst! i struggled so much with writers block so i hope this is satisfactory. likes, reblogs & comments are always appreciated!!

warnings: no warnings for this one, but be prepared, there’s no happy ending.

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Enchancia had fallen. Once a kingdom of enchanting beauty and unwavering prosperity, it now stood as a reminder of the malevolent overturn led by the sorcerer. In the days of old, Enchancia was once known for its lush landscapes, bright skies, ethereal flora, and a radiating positive vibe that was felt by all of the people who lived there. All but for one.

An outcast, Cedric was a target of ridicule and scorn, for his abilities were not like his ancestors’. His magic was untamed and unpredictable, often leading to accidents that left the villagers resentful, and the royal family disappointed. Since he was a boy, he was teased mercilessly, and with each form of mockery, Cedric’s heart grew heavy with each cruel word and teasing laugh.

Years of dealing with the torment changed Cedric. His once kind and gentle nature gave way to bitterness and resentment. He grew obsessed with power, determined to prove himself to all those who ever doubted him. Months of locking himself up in his dingy tower, studying ancient books, desperate to find a way to strengthen his powers. As he studied, the malevolent force took root within his heart, and his once optimistic eyes darkened with an insatiable thirst for revenge.

You were the first obstacle in Cedric’s road to rule. You were recently hired by the King as a nanny of sorts, tasked with the responsibility of babysitting the children, escorting them to events, and being a general companion and role model as they grew up. Cedric first met you on your first day - not that he particularly wanted to, but as ‘royal sorcerer’, he was obligated to attend all royal ceremonies and perform some extravagant show like a lion in a circus. He expected the event to be dull and sour, but he didn’t expect to feel his heart soften so much when he saw you. You were a stark contrast to the sorcerer, a sight for sore eyes. You filled the palace with your warmth, your laughter and your powerful ability to put up with the energetic children so much. The two of you would interact often, as Cedric was often dragged out of the safety of his tower by the new princess. Unbeknownst to Cedric, he found himself inexplicably drawn to your presence. Your kindness and innocence began to chip away at the walls around his heart, and he struggled to suppress the warmth he felt whenever he was around you.

He hated you. Cedric could not stand the vulnerable way you made him feel. How you sent him into a spiral of doubt about himself and his plans whenever you even gazed in his direction. He could not stand you.

Alas, your kindness was not enough to thaw the coldness that had developed within Cedric. His plans of stealing the amulet from Sofia had finally, finally succeeded, and he unleashed his dark magic upon the kingdom immediately. Imprisoning the royal couple, Enchancia was plunged into darkness, its once vibrant colours fading to shades of grey. Cedric was consumed by the anger and despair that had fogged his heart for so long, and had allowed himself to be taken over by the negativity.

You had acted fast, but not fast enough to prevent the royal couple’s imprisonment. Eager to protect the children, you had no choice but to flee the kingdom to Avalor, taking the royal children under your wing. You were welcomed with open arms, the royals vowing to protect yourself and the children, promising and reassuring no harm would ever come to you. But your heart was shattered. Utterly broken.

It had been three years since the fall of Enchancia, and you had never given up hope. The devastation of your heartbreak fuelled determination. As the years passed, a glimmer of hope began to stir within your heart. You led a group of brave and resilient individuals who sought to free the royal couple from Cedric’s tyranny. You were desperate to return the children’s parents to them safely, freeing them from the bitter ruling of a man you once thought you loved. Together, yourself and the group embarked on a perilous quest to restore Enchancia.

Cedric had all but forgotten about his adoration for you as the years went past. His heart grew colder every passing day, focusing solely on maintaining his tyrannical grip over the kingdom, and strengthening his powers.

A crisp autumn night, the moon hung low in the sky. Cedric sat on the throne, the room dusk with shadows and lit up by the twinkle of the night. Silence. Silence. Footsteps. He looked up. A cloaked figure stood before him, their eyes filled with both sorrow and determination. You raised your head and made eye contact with the man. His heart skipped a beat. When their eyes met, time seemed to stand still. Cedric could hardly believe his eyes, for there stood the person he once loved. You were worn down with the journey and the weight of your travels, but you still possessed a beauty that could rival the most enchanting sunrise.

As the memories of their love came flooding back, Cedric was overcome with a torrent of conflicting emotions — remorse for the path he had chosen, anger at himself for betraying you, and an overwhelming sense of wanting to be near you, wanting to justify and explain himself to you. He opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. You looked at him with cold eyes, and a straight face, a wave of hatred rushing over you as you took in his appearance. The crown on his head was too big, and he was remarkably skinnier. His face was slim and his fingers tapped the arms of the throne idly as he gazed at you with a gaping mouth.

Silence again.

“Where are they?”

Your voice filled the silence of the room loudly, startling Cedric out of his trance.

“I— what?”

You snarled at his patheticness, at how weak and stupid he sounded as he looked at you with confusion.

“The king and queen. Where are they?” You asked again, stepping closer to Cedric slowly as you put your hand in your pocket. Unbeknownst to Cedric, you had been taking magic lessons from the Royal Sorcerer in Avalor, and had grown to possess a healthy power, enough to battle Cedric if needed.

Cedric wasn’t stupid. He knew what you were doing, he knew what you had planned as soon as you put your hand into your pocket. His face grew cold once more as he realised that, you too, doubted him. You still saw him as the pathetic sorcerer he once was. You never believed in him, in fact, you probably agreed with everyone too, laughed at their mocking jokes behind his back. He laughed to himself quietly as he realised what you wanted, and found it humorous how you thought you could take over him so easily.

“My dear, you haven’t learnt a thing, have you not? Look around.” He stood from the throne and held his arms out, gesturing to the empty room.

“I am in control. Whatever mere spells you’ve got up your sleeve are pointless against me.”

He smirked as he drew his wand, muttering a spell and drawing you close to him with the force that expelled from the tip of it. Your faces were inches away as you grunted and groaned with frustration, dropping your own wand and being overcome with the inability to move from his force. His breath felt hot against your face as you looked into his cold, dead eyes. There was nothing there. Nothing but hatred and despair.

“It’s laughable, really. I hadn’t thought about you for years, and here you are. I could do whatever I wanted to you.”

He whispered, stroking a slender finger down your cheek as you struggled. Tears began to well in your eyes as the determination shattered, the realisation kicking in that this is how it would be.

“Silence, my dear? You looked as though you had a lot to say.” Cedric teased, his hand finding his way to your hair as he stroked it.

“Don’t worry, we’ll have plenty of time to talk. You’re going nowhere.”

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i physically laughed out loud when i saw “what the fuck is this”

i will NOT be stopped

#i owe none of you an apology #suck my ass

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CEDRIC DISCORD SERVER

hey guys! i’ve made a discord server for everyone to come together and talk!! i’ve had this account for two years and i’ve never properly spoken to anyone on the platform, so i’m super excited to be able to meet you all!

please bare in mind that the discord server is very new and may still need some alterations to the permissions, just bare with me!

to access the server, you’ll need to complete a captcha test which can be found in the verify directory, but this only takes a few moments. this is just to prevent any unwanted people from accessing the server. 💜

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PUNKYFLESH NATION I’M GOING TO WRITE SOME FUCKING FANFICTION TONIGHT

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i would give cedric the sorcerer the SLOPPIEST most FILTHIEST BREATHTAKING head of his WHOOOOOLLEEEEE LIFE . i would Suck the life out of that man istg

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cedric the sorcerer be doing WAY too much sometimes . Babygirl have a nap. Have a rest.

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reblogging this just to save it to my timeline

“Shane’s hard at work. He doesn’t seem interested in talking.”

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[id: a light purple userbox with a pastel purple border, and pastel purple text that reads “this user is cedric”. on the left is an image of cedric from sophia the first. /end id]

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cedric’s asscheeks probably sag a bit

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