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bettathanyou · 4 months

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I'm really new to the fandom (I got in it because I am absolutely in love with this wet-cat of a man, Cedric) but I already have the head canon that Cedric thinks he's (romantically) unlovable. It just doesn't compute in his brain that someone could have such feelings about him. Sure, he can be liked and admired but never loved. (Probably due to his traumas)

Can you write a little thing about Y/N being not very subtle about their feelings but Cedric just doesn't get it. Sofia tries to even be a little match-maker!

Sofia: I think Y/N has a crush on you! :D Cedric: You should know better than to lie.

Take A Hint: Y/N x Cedric The Sorcerer, Having A Crush!

"Cedric!"

Your voice carried through the breeze of the garden, the trees rustling softly alongside your hair being tousled by the wind. It was another fair weather, perfectly sunny day in Enchancia; right now, though, all you cared about was centered on the sorcerer in plum stained robes.

He was grumbling to himself, oblivious to your approach.

"Cedric...!"

You called out louder, your pace subconsciously picking up as you approached Cedric. Upon your second greeting, the man visibly flinched, clearly snapped out of whatever daze he was in before.

Cedric quickly turned his head towards you standing there, his mahogany irises lighting up in recognition and warmth. The man's lanky body was still half bent over the lavender bush in front of him, with silvery grey bangs hung slightly in his eyes.

You beam Cedric a giddy smile, feeling your heart race by just seeing those caramel eyes fixed on you. What made your stomach flip, though, was seeing the sweet and shy smile creep along the sorcerer's cheeks to return your own smile.

In a last minute decision, you decide to be bold; because, well- you tried being subtle for weeks about your feelings! You had hoped for all the small touches, winks from catching eye contact, and compliments that the sorcerer would've noticed by now.

However, Cedric wasn't getting it; you were going to go mad at this rate, if this slow burn got any damn slower.

Your fingers gently brush a lock of thick, silky silver out of Cedric's eye. You see the man freeze from contact, clearly not expecting such close proximity. Cedric swallows, hard, holding his breath and hoping you couldn't hear his heart slamming against his chest.

His eyes stay fixed on you, as you adjust his bangs without a word- and you certainly weren't complaining. Cedric's eyes were already a lovely light brown color on their own, but in the bright summer sun they shined like pools of molten gold, the kind any noble or king would envy.

He was beautiful, and the glow in your cheeks damned you to how much you liked him.

As you pull your hand away, your fingertips brush against his cheek. It was like a match being struck against the grain, setting Cedric's skin ablaze with a red hue.

You giggle slightly, biting your tongue trying not to embarrass him further.

"... Your bangs are starting to get longer, Cedric." You commented with a smirk, unabashedly checking him out.

"It's- Uh, well- I..." The sorcerer fumbles with his words, then his hands with a nervous tick.

"I like it, you know."

I like you, too. You thought to yourself, the words almost tumbling out of your throat alongside it.

Cedric laughs awkwardly, clearly unsure how else to take your compliment other than a small, "Thank you, dear."

Wait.

"...Dear?"

You cock your head to the side, a Cheshire grin spreading across your face.

Cedric raises his brows in equal parts surprise and distress, as if he didn't even know what came out of his mouth. He scrambles to say something, but you don't give him the opportunity to apologize or try to take back what he said.

"I think I like that, too~"

You confess with a soft chuckle, breaking eye contact as your own bashfulness begins to catch up to you. You rub your arm a little self consciously, to soothe your nerves before glancing back at the sorcerer.

Cedric inwardly flinches from your eyes catching his own again. He didn't understand why you were so nice, and friendly, and happy to be around someone like him, but. It felt... Good- and nerve-wracking.

Definitely nerve-wracking.

It was like your presence alone made every nerve ending in his body be set on fire, and he wasn't exactly sure why. But the stinging glow of his cheeks, raised body temperature, and sudden loss for words due to a curious kind of brain fog that only happens around you...

Cedric shakes his head, blinking quickly to regain his focus. He didn't know how long he was staring for, and frankly the sorcerer didn't want to think about it. He stutters out a response, clearing his throat.

"Well, if you're al-alright with t-that, I can address you as s-uch." The sorcerer speaks in a neutral tone, but with a slight raise to his voice as if he was asking for permission.

You bite your tongue to barely conceal a squeal of happiness.

"That's fine..." You drawled out, but then quickly added, "Can call you dear, too?"

Cedric glances away, tugging on his muted yellow ochre tie. His initial response was to ask "why?" , because he wasn't sure why you would use such a term of endearment, for someone like himself.

But then, he also knew if he asked you why, then he would have to answer your following question, which is usually,

"well, why not?"

"...I suppose that's only fair; alright then."

Cedric nods, straightening up and smoothing down the front of his robe. He clears his throat again, taking in a deep breath.

"So, what did you need from me... D-dear?" Cedric chuckles nervously to himself, suddenly feeling very aware of everything and especially you, staring at him and making his heart race uncontrollably.

You huff in amusement, lips curled into a small smile.

"I just wanted to spend my break in the garden, really. Then, I saw you! So I wanted to say hi and chat- if you're not too busy...?"

You glanced over to the lavender bush Cedric was studying before you interrupted. It seemed like nothing was picked just yet, and suddenly you feel nervous about distracting Cedric from his work. You know the tight schedule he can have, over the course of getting to know him between his running around doing things for Roland or the royal children.

You go to open your mouth to apologize, but before a word can leave your lips Cedric is already speaking.

"No...! No, not at all, (y/n). I-I mean, yes, I am busy, but I meant-..." Cedric scratches the back of his neck, smiling sheepishly as he trails off.

Your heart flutters, whether it's from his smile or your own anxiety, you weren't sure.

"...Yes, my dear?" You offer with a smile, rocking on your heels for emphasis.

Cedric chuckles softly at that, his shoulders relaxing as he laughs. You can only smile wider in return, a loss for words at how every mannerism of his makes you come undone at the seams.

"I will always have time for you, (y/n)."

Cedric speaks with a soft, but confident voice, nodding to you. You blink, not expecting such a drastic shift of attitude from the sorcerer.

"Ri-right...!" You replied, voice shaking slightly. Now, it seems it was your turn to be flustered beyond coherent thought.

You both continue to chit chat about things happening currently in the castle, as well as get to listen to Cedric explain what he's using the lavender he's harvesting for; unsurprisingly, it's for a potion.

To be honest, you couldn't really focus on what he was saying entirely, because of Cedric's tendency to (cutely) ramble about magic things. But you didn't care in the slightest; the shimmer in his eyes as he speaks with passion about things he loves, is all that you need to see.

Afterwards, you sadly tell Cedric you have to get back to work, but then ask really quick if you can stop by his workshop later to see the potion he's making in action. He agrees, almost too quickly, which leaves you with a smile that lasts all day.

"I'll see you then, dear!" You call out, waving your hand in goodbye.

Cedric waves back, not realizing the smile on his own face.

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"Mr. Cedric!" Sofia barks out excitedly, already running over to the tall man.

Cedric yells in surprise, nearly jumping out of his skin from the sudden appearance of his apprentice and friend.

"Princess...! Merlin's mushrooms, child, you scared me half to death!" Cedric chided her with a huff, pushing back his bangs.

"Sorry...!" The young girl peeks up from her auburn curls, flashing Cedric an apologetic smile.

After a beat, Cedric relents, sighing in resignation.

"It's quite alright. Did you get everything on the list I gave you?"

"Yup! All accounted for!"

Sofia displays her basket of herbs and flowers proudly with a bright, cheery smile.

Cedric hums in approval, quickly looking over everything to make sure it's correct.

After a moment, he nods, patting Sofia's head in praise.

"Excellent work, my dear."

Sofia chuckled warmly. "Thanks, Mr. Cedric."

As they brought in the ingredients for the potion, Sofia eyed the man with a mischievous smile.

"So... You're gonna show (y/n) the potion too, right Mr. Cedric?"

Cedric paused for a moment, looking down at the girl. She wore a smile he knew all too well meant trouble, and he didn't like it.

"You know better than to eavesdrop, Princess."

"I wasn't...! I mean, not really! I just couldn't help but overhear while picking the flowers!"

Sofia grabbed a daffodil for emphasis, holding it up to the sorcerer like it was indisputable evidence.

Cedric scoffs, rolling his eyes playfully as he waved her off.

"Yes, yes, I understand what you mean, Sofia."

As they continue down the hall, about to turn the corner into Cedric's tower staircase, Sofia speaks again.

"You know, Mr. Cedric, (y/n) seems to really like you. Do you think... She might..." The girl wanders off, biting her lip and smiling.

"She might what?" Cedric prompts her with a concerned tone, his hands turning clammy as the silence fills the space around them.

"...You know! likes, likes you?" Sofia giggles, eyeing Cedric with another smile.

Cedric huffs, pinching the bridge of his nose. The idea makes his cheeks flare a bright red at the thought, even if the idea was absurd to begin with. After all, it's you. You're too beautiful, too kind, too interesting, too- too you, to even consider a bumbler like himself.

"It's rude to gossip, Sofia. You ought to know better." Cedric scowled, giving the girl a pointed look with a raised brow.

"I'm just saying...!" Sofia replied in a sing song voice, shrugging.

Now-," Cedric turns to her, pulling out his wand. With a flick of the wrist, the basket disappeared, teleported back to the cluttered table of his workshop beyond the door.

"As much as I appreciate your hard work today, I'm afraid I have to do the rest alone." Cedric speaks with a firmer, but still kind tone.

"Well... Alright! I hope everything goes well with your potion, Mr. Cedric!" Sofia waves in goodbye, and the sorcerer smiles and gives her a wave in return. Her purple and pink shirts swish as she turns to bounce down the steps, hearing the familiar creak of Cedric's door about to shut.

Sofia glances back, smiling brightly.

"I hope things go well with you-know-who, too!"

Cedric's heart stops, and he flings the door open to scold the child again. Yet, the only thing on his steps now was empty space, and the echo of Sofia's giddy laugh as she stomps down the staircase.

"...Don't run, Sofia! You're going to fall one of these days!" Cedric yells with the impatient yet caring attitude that Sofia knows and loves.

Though Cedric sighs wearily, he shuts his door with a broad smile on his face, his heart aching in that unfamiliar but welcome way that means he's thinking of you.

#cedric the sensational #cedricthesorceror #sophia the first #cedric x reader #bettathanyou answers #cedric the sorcerer #cedric sofia the first #hehe this was SO FUN TO WRITE AUGH

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moncey-imagines · 7 months

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Reminder | Cedric the Sorcerer x Reader

i apologize for the lack of fem reader i left it open edned for all readers but i hope everyone likes it :3

!!THIS HAS NOT BEEN PROOF-READ OR EDITED!!

no warnings i dont think, other than sad ceddy teehee

requested by: @bettathanyou

Cedric sighed as he sat on his stool, resting his head in his hands. “Another spell fumbled…” he thought to himself. His recent failed attempt at impressing the royal family reminds him of a time he’d rather forget…a time he wishes he could’ve prevented.

Looking up at the potion he’s brewing, he catches a glimpse of his reflection in a jar. His bangs catch his eye…the silver color being a permanent reminder of his failure, and the years of ridicule he experienced for it.

Dropping his head back into his hands, he frees the lump that’s been building in his throat, his tears falling onto his spellbook.

“Cedric?” you say, peeking into his lab, worried for the sorcerer after hearing about what happened from Princess Sofia.

“Eh? Oh, [Y/N]...g-go away, you have work around the castle to do, don't you?”

He turns his body away from you, hiding his misery beneath a cold exterior. Despite his growing fondness of you, he just can't seem to bring himself to be vulnerable with you.

“You're crying, are you okay?”

You walk closer to the sorcerer, as he sighs in defeat at you seeing his tear stained face.

“Y-Yes, it's nothing…it's just a side effect from the griffin feathers I’m using in this spell…”

He tries to sit upright, to pretend he’s fine like he has for so many people.

Unlike them, though, you can see right through him.

“Cedric…I know sad tears when I see them…is it about what happened in front of Roland?”

Giving into your kindness, he reluctantly answers.

“...Yes, it is…I can't seem to hold it together in front of him…I always mess things up just when everyone's counting on me to do it right…”

He glances up at his reflection in the jar again, face full of sorrow.

“It’s alright Cedric…me and Princess Sofia can vouch for you, we know you're an amazing sorcerer…”

You kneel beside him, hugging him in an attempt to comfort him, though he continues to stare at his reflection.

“You don't understand, [Y/N]... everything I do is a failure…everything I’ve done is, too…”

“Cedric, is there something more to it? You don't have to tell me if you don't want to…”

Opening up to you, he tells you about what happened back in his childhood and what he did to his sister, Cordelia's, hair. He tells you about how, ever since then, everyone belittled and made fun of him. How he started to believe them…

“Cedric…”

“I have a reminder on my head of what happened now, it seems no one will ever forget what happened…”

“But…it's a reminder of all you’ve been through, too…”

“Hm?”

Looking up at you expectantly and pleadingly, you sigh and hold his cheek in your palm, gaining a bit of a flustered reaction from the sorcerer.

“You endured all that bullying, all that ridicule…and yet, here you are…Royal Sorcerer of Enchancia…don't you think that, if you really were a terrible sorcerer, they would kick you out?”

“Hm…I suppose so…but what if it's all because of my father? They expect me to be just like him…”

“They could have hired Cordelia, Cedric, but they chose you…you also have me and Sofia, we believe in you…if you really were horrible, you wouldn't have any of this…”

“I suppose you're right…”

Leaning into your hand, he blushes, avoiding eye contact.

“Thank you…for giving me that, um, pep talk…of sorts.”

“It's no problem, Cedric. That's what friends are for…”

Wincing a bit at the casual friend-zone, he pulls away from you, putting on a stern, yet flustered face.

“Yes, yes, now, um, run off. I have…potions to brew and such.”

You giggle as you stand back, giving him a peck on the lips and leaving out the door.

“Alright, Cedric, you can do it! I believe in your magic ability!”

As you leave, he sighs contently, turning back to his work with the new-found confidence that you’ve given him in, not only his magic, but his chance with you.

IM SORRY IF ITS SHORT I HOPE EVERYONE ENJOYSSSS!!!

#moncey imagines #cedric the sorcerer #cedric x reader #cedric the sensational x reader #cedric the great #cedric sofia the first #cedric the sorcerer x reader #sofia the fandom #🤕#🧍#👠

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glitchybitz · 27 days

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I neeeeeded to see him as a mermaid. Like, his sea monster design was cool 'n all, but... ya knoooww~ I had to add myself in ofc~

#cedricthesorcerer #cedric the sorcerer #cedric the great #cedric sofia the first #sofia the first #cedric the sensational #self insert #self insert x canon #mermaid #merman

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berrysanxiety · 5 months

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A hug to relieve the winter chill❄️❄️❄️

Gift for my friend @cedfiatreasures , I'm so sorry for taking so long

#draws #dibujos #cedfia #cedric x sofia #cedfia au #sofia the first art #sofia the fandom #sofía the first #cedric the great #cedric the sorcerer #cedric the sensational

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sugarrushproductions · 11 days

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Love Letter-Cedfia

Disclaimer: Sofia is 18, Cedric is 21. His father was forced to retire just before Sofia became a princess at 14 (she goes through way to much for her to be 8 in my opinion). Other than that, series is still cannon.

@cedfiaenthusiast1 for the idea. (Sorry if you've already done this)

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Clover hopped through the castle as quickly as he could, weaving in and out of the staff's legs while desperately trying to keep the paper clenched in his mouth. He could hear the thundering footsteps of the princess he'd stolen it from behind him but didn't dare look back. Her polite and kind nature slowed her down, Sofia apologizing and excusing herself as she raced after him.

"Clover! You're not being a good friend!" She shouted, slipping as they rounded a sharp corner. He couldn't talk to her with the note in his mouth and since she wasn't slowing down either, he couldn't stop.

"Clover stop!" When he didn't, her footsteps stopped themselves. He slowed down just enough to glance back. He dropped the note as he saw her holding her Amulet, glaring at him.

"You're not," Clover deadpanned. Sofia raised an eyebrow.

"Are you going to give me back my note?"

"You mean the one you wrote for Cedric in the first place?"

She shrugged. "Then you leave me no choice. I want to be rabbit!"

"Oh, now that ain't fair!" Clover quickly picked the note back up and hopping faster to keep ahead of the golden bunny now chasing him.

. . .

The day had been passing dreadfully slow and being alone in his tower didn't help. There was supposed to be a ball later that night for the King and Queen's anniversary, so Cedric had prepared a display of magic.

Unfortunately that was all he'd be doing that night. He found no joy in going to ball's, especially one's that celebrated love. It did nothing but remind him of his own lack of a special somebody.

Well there was no point in having one anyway. He needed to focus on his spell casting and potion brewing. Like the ones he'd been working on all day.

Firecracker potions made with easy to acquire and cheap ingredients. Perfect for the young children to play with. Of course, the one he was working on now was for the King and Queen to open the ball with. They were to smash it on the ground to create a grand illusion of them on their wedding day.

He just needed a few extra ingredients, more rare like a phoenix feather and exactly two pinches of diamond dust. Anymore and-

Crash!

"Give it back Clover!"

Sofia. Of course. With the noise she was making he was lucky he didn't spill the entirety of the dust.

"I'd appreciate it if you come back later, Sofia," he called out, grabbing the second pinch. "I'm in the middle of-"

"Clover!" Sofia yelled as she stumbled in. She was trying to wrestle an envelope away from him. "Sorry Cedric, I'll be leaving as soon as Clover. Gives. Me. This. Letter!"

Just as Cedric dropped the dust in the cauldron, she ended up flinging the letter into it. Cedric's name, written in Sofia's elegant handwriting, got covered up with the red bubbling liquid. It turned to a bright purple and released a puff of smoke in the shape of a heart.

"Sofia, what was that about?" Cedric asked. Sofia instantly put her rabbit down and shooed the creature out. Highly unusual, considering how many times he'd asked her to not bring them into his workshop only for that plea to be ignored.

"I am so sorry, Cedric," She offered as she shut the door. "Is the potion messed up?"

"Oh it's alright, Princess. It's just not specific to your parents anymore."

"What's it specific to now?"

"Well, whatever was on that letter." Sofia blushed and he couldn't help but add, "That had my name on it." His smirk sent the blush going deeper.

"I can, um, help you brew a new one."

Sofia was rarely ever nervous, at least to were she was avoiding his eyes and her cheeks rosier than usual. Whatever was on that letter must be embarrassing for her. It was so much so that she had wrestled her beloved bunny for it.

A plan formed quickly in his mind and he sent her to get a phoenix feather in his side chamber. While she was busy, he dipped a beaker into the potion and hid it out of sight. Sofia returned to the main body of the workshop, refreshed and back to her normal self.

They started to re-brew the potion, Cedric's mind constantly wandering to the one hidden in his desk.

. . .

After doing his magical performance, Cedric returned to his workshop paced around the room, the potion sitting down on his desk. The sun had set but a few minutes ago and the sounds of the ball floating up through his closed tower door. A constant reminder of the princess and the letter she'd dropped in his potion.

It was times like this he wished Wormwood hadn't been a traitorous worm. He missed talking through things instead of just muttering to himself.

But the raven had tried to hurt Sofia and everyone he cared for. So he had to deal with this dilemma on his own.

The more he pictured the letter before it got submerged the more details he remembered about it. Like Sofia's delicate handwriting and the way she put a heart over the I in his name...

"Oh, one little drop couldn't hurt," he said aloud. Cedric uncorked the bottle and let the purple liquid drip on the floor.

Again a puff of purple smoke formed a heart, Sofia appearing and it dissipated. She was smiling up at him warmly, her ghostly translucent hand trailing his face gently. She giggled at his blush and pulled him to the center of the room.

Granted she was just an illusion and truly couldn't physically get him to do anything, but he was curious as to where this would go. He followed her in the phantom waltz, their fingers gently intertwining as they spun around.

Even though there was a sense of contentment washing over him, Cedric couldn't help but wonder if the letter was just a simple invitation to the ball that night. Though it was strange she wanted to keep him from seeing it.

Her illusion self stopped, her eyes closing and her lips pursing. Cedric backed away instantly and waved his hand through it to make it go away.

His face felt like fire. Sofia....

Cedric never realized how the princess felt about him, how deep it went.

How it matched his own feelings to a T...

"Oh Sofia," he muttered, leaning against the window sill. "I love you too."

"Cedric?" The voice of Princess Amber startled him.

"Merlin's Mushrooms..."

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