#bg3: cedric

[antiqua-lugar]

I. I think. I think Cedric and Nine Fingers Keene fucked.

[writteninlunarlight-years]

How do you guys do the different fonts, symbols and colors?

I understand people will message me or leave notes saying, "Gurl, how do you not know?"

I am genuinely curious, though. My aesthetic is definitely moons, stars, and varying shades of green and yellow. I would love to implement that more in my stories and posts.

The Tumblr gurus, please assist me in figuring this out. I will be forever thankful!

[silverformymonsters]

Cedric | High Elf | Rogue | Criminal

[atane-is-here]

Another Elfric. This time Inspired by @natalie-the-chimera s BG3 chara. Liked the green of the outfit.

[a-little-ray-of-fantasy]

As someone who's never played "Baldur's Gate III" (but intends to), I'll say this observation over something I've noticed.

Astarion sounds a lot like Cedric from "Sofia the First". And I mean it in the most positive way possible.

[natalie-the-chimera]

Snake appreciation month: AU (Part one)

I got hooked pretty badly by Baldur's Gate 3 recently, so here is my BG3 AU (it turned out pretty big so there will be two parts)

Selik Aleantilthar was born in Evereska - a secreted elven city, hidden from the rest of the world. A sudden eclipse happened during that, and for someone it could be a bad omen but for elves it was a sign of Erevan Ilesere — a trickster god of Seldarine (elven pantheon), also known as "The Chameleon" or "The Evershifting Shapechanger". So, Selik's parents didn't pay much attention to that, thinking that their child will be cunning and good at deception or maybe become a future priest of Erevan. Well...they weren't wrong about the first part.

Strange things began to happen since his childhood. High elves carry some fae magic in them, being able to cast small spells like fire bolts or dancing lights even if they aren't mages. Selik... could do none. Nothing, no matter how loud he chanted spells or moved his hands or drew sigils. Like there wasn't any magic in him at all. His parents and everyone else were shocked, hoping that his magic is just sleeping and maybe will show up later. "Tomorrow" turned into "Next week, month, year, decade"... Until they finally gave up when Selik turned 50 which was still a very young age for an elf. He was left to train with weapons and getting into the army when all he wanted was to see the world he heard so much about from outsiders who had the permition to enter Evereska or from books he liked to read.

Then...the troubles came. First were nightmares: dreams of a giant beast, roaring and causing carnage. Then came the aggression, Selik's fighting style became more violent, savage even, leaping on his opponents like a feral beast, trying to bite them and draw blood. And finally, his eyes started turning yellow, his nails turning into claws and green scales were showing on his face and body. Of course everyone, especially Selik and his parents were scared shitless. They knew that there were no dragons or serpent folk in their family so that surely was some kind of curse. Or demons. Or, the worst of all, their child could turn out a Bhaalspawn - a living creature with blood of Bhaal, the vicious god of Murder, in their veins. So, another 50 years Selik is taken to the shrines, temples, priests, coming to Evereska, but they can't see anything related to demonic possession or Bhaal's influence.

As decades passed, Selik couldn't take it anymore. Even if everyone pretended that they won't turn away from him, he still felt like an outsider. A High elf who can't do any magic, has severe anger issues, snake eyes and a forked tongue... Maybe he really was cursed. Maybe even by Erevan himself. Why? Who knows, maybe that day the Trickster was just not in the mood. So, as soon as he turns 100, when an elf is considered an adult among their kin, Selik decides to leave the Evereska to find answers to his questions and maybe a cure to his condition. He takes a new name — "Cedric Highmight", more comfortable and easy to pronounce for non-elves, joins groups of adventurers, caravans, traiders, trying to earn gold as a mercenary, but doesn't stay long with anyone, afraid that they will turn away after finding out about his ugly secret. When he hears about Baldur's Gate — a large city on the Sword Coast, full of possibilities, he decides to move there, hoping to find a more stable job where he will use his silver tongue than sword, than risking his life killing monsters and protecting caravans, and find out more about his scaley problem. But when he was on his way to the Gate, he was abducted by mindflayers whose ship then crashed on an unknown shore. Luckly (or not), not alone.

And so his adventure in the "band of infected freaks" begins.

[the-herdier]

I should create a Cedric the Sorcerer Tav so he and Gale can be cringe tower wizards together

[bethrnoora]

realizing I missed out on the opportunity to make cedric's dream guardian look like balduran when he was human .

[poesielibre]

I've been working on my head collection.

The next update of the head mod will have custom wrinkle maps, custom skeletons (if I can get them to export) and four more heads. One female head and three male heads including a BT4. Marine will be available for drows and elves and Solange will be available for humans.

In order of appearance, we have Claudius (BT4 head, will have four variants, broken nose, broken nose with scars, no broken nose, no broken with scars), Cedric, (BT2), Andre (BT2) and Camille (BT1).

All will be available for human, half-elf, elf and drow.

[antiqua-lugar]

tagged by @invinciblerodent and thank you so much for the tag, it was super fun and a great break for today!

tagging @margridarnauds, as I think pairing songs with kissy-picrew (using this one) sounds right up your alley!

also all under the cut, because. well.

I still haven't found the perfect song for them as a couple but I have found the perfect song for when gale tried to blow himself up, and then to achieve goodhood and then TRIED TO BLOW HIMSELF UP THREE MORE TIMES, LOVE OF MY LIFE YOU GOTTA STOP DOING THAT

The perfect song for two men riddled by insecurity issues who just need to fully believe each others' Anywhere you go, let me go too / Love me, that's all I ask of you

(And the lines Let me lead you from your solitude and Say the word and I will follow you are a nice bonus. If Caradoc being Raoul and Gale being Christine means that the Phantom is Mystra, then so be it).

I have actually a whole folk song playlist for the two of them, especially because there are so many folk songs about someone called William, like SO MANY and some of them are SO appropriate but I have a soft spot for this one which is a version of the beauty and the beast (or the loathly lady) trope. tl;dr monstrous lady comes in his house and because King Henry is *that *noble and good he lets her eat all his favourite animals *and *sleeps with her, she becomes a beautiful maiden and in some versions also brings all the animals back to life

Also I like the ambiguity of the ending where imho it's not exactly clear how the curse broke BUT IT DID and now King Henry has the world most beautiful woman as a reward for being so good and noble.

Wyll gets a redeemed Bhaalspawn instead but that's probably how Mister Wylliam "I wanna get married and have children. Let's get engaged and then go to the Hells to slay demons together for the foreseeable future" Ravengard likes it.

Aaaand it's this one:

Now that Patch 6 lets them be together even if she wants to fly away on a dragon it's less tragic for me to figure out their ending but the way the male singer is hoping she'll live another day and he will be by her side (And if she doesn't have the will/But it seems the whole world does I'll stay because/ *I will be the man my father never was) while she tells the gods that if they touch him they WILL pay (But to a woman by the end you'll kneel and plead/'Cause I'm more than what my mum told me to be*)...

So the main problem with these two is that Elendris' doesn't really care about anything except the ones he loves and Astarion really should NOT be trusted with that influence on him until his character development kicks in *and they are both painfully self aware of it but *also don't really know how to stop it before it goes too far. And that's why they sent themselves to the Underdark so they can figure it out while helping people. And maybe develop some morals.

I assume some level of this will always exist in their relationship and for some reason this is the song to express it:

I like the self awareness of the couple in the song, the joy in love and being loved in this way and also we're like an odd pair of shoes / One slightly stylish and one slightly plain / One for the nightlife and one for the rain does sound like something Mister Astarion "UGH" Ancunín would say.

Last but not least, for my old veterans with trauma:

There is a version with English lyrics here, it's a love song about how the other person is the only one who truly understood them and I love that the chorus says "By looking for you in this world, I got to know it and I gave it to you". It truly fits Ves'i'ran background of having being promoted/kicked out of gythianki society due to how obviously "sentimental" he is and having spent decades as a ranger in Faerun, learning to love it while being unable to just stop being loyal to an absent queen because otherwise what's the point of everything.

Halsin instead gets "In recent years I have lost more than one friend / I lost myself plus a few lighters / Life gives and then it takes/ That's why I'm afraid to be near you"

There was probably something more thematically appropriate but I like italian rap. Sue me.

[primarch-victus]

My BG3 tavs as random tumblr posts, part one 😌

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for context, we got: ranger elf Elara, sorcerer tiefling Iris, warlock/bard half drow Locke, and paladin half elf Cedric, and I love them all very much

[astarionslittlejuicebox]

The Promise of Eternity (Part 1)

Author: @astarionslittlejuicebox

Imagine: The reader helped Astarion ascend and became his spawn. After saving the world from the Elder brain and it’s destruction, the reader and Astarion set out to take on the world together. While he promised to never forget the gifts the reader has given him, Astarion has seemed to have changed his attitude towards the reader in the last century…. After someone breaks one of  Astarion’s rules, how will this affect the reader’s fate?

Pairing: Astarion x F!Reader

Trigger warnings: potential for minor spoilers, suggestive themes, language, mentions of death, mentions of blood, abusive relationship, mention of slavery

Word Count: 1689

Imagine Series List

Side Notes: 

This imagine series takes place 200 years after the events of Baldur’s Gate 3.  Everything you read in here is a story from my mind outside of the original BG3 character Astarion.

In this imagine series, Astarion is a bit more unemotionally unavailable, and this series will follow the decisions and consequences of that change. This is not canonically accepted and it is just an idea I’ve had in my head! (I do believe Astarion might truly care for the reader after Ascension, but that is open to individual interpretation.)

In this series, TAV is mildly based off my first character I played in BG3; she is a drow and I will make references to her in her background and knowledge as well. I do apologize that it is not 100% your own imagine, but the name for TAV is up to you as well as anything else that I can think of leaving to you, the reader, to decide.

I appreciate everyone who reads the imagines and this series, and I hope you enjoy the story!

TAV POV

As I watched the sunrise peeking over the horizon of the vast emerald green ocean in front of me, I was in awe of the beauty of the sun’s rays reflecting into my sensitive ruby eyes. The saltiness of the air reached my nostrils, and greeted my senses with a sense of wonder as I closed my eyes and basked in the warmth of the sunlight on my face. 

I believe I can bestow some of my blessings onto you. Astarion’s words echoed in my head as the rays fell upon my ash-blue skin. It had been over two hundred years since I had made the decision to stay by the pale elf’s side for all of eternity, and I remained eternally grateful for the opportunity to still experience the sunrise in all of its beauty. My attention was taken away from the moment of luxury by the sound of the balcony doors opening. Cedric, a brown-eyed half-elf with ginger hair, rushed to greet me with a slight bow.

“Good morning, Mother. Father wishes to speak with you this morning.” Cedric was Astarion’s fourth spawn, who I had treated and raised just like the other two “children'' before him. I despised referring to the spawn as “spawn” when they were far more like children to me, and Astarion had agreed.

I shall cast a fog over the world for my children. Another promise of the pale elf echoed in my ears, but I turned my attention back to the vampire child in front of me.

“I shall seek his chambers once I have finished basking in the sun.” Cedric shook his head.

“I’m afraid the matter is urgent, Mother, and he requests your presence now.” I stifled a sigh as I nodded. 

“Very well. I shall head there now. Thank you, Cedric.” The red-headed half-elf bowed to his Mother then turned and walked away to start his morning duties. As the spawn disappeared from eyesight, I sighed heavily. What could he possibly want to discuss after a century of ignorance?

The ruby red gown I wore ruffled slightly in the early autumn breeze as I took one last peek at the gorgeous ocean in front of me before I made my way inside the stone white mansion I shared with the pale elf himself, and all of our spawn and servants. My heels reverberated in the quiet halls and alerted everyone in the mansion of my presence. Each and every one of the spawn or servants that saw me, greeted me. Upon which I returned each greeting with a smile and a slight nod. Before long, I was standing in front of a pair of dark mahogany doors that were intricately carved with elaborate scrolls and floral patterns. Even though I needed not to breathe, I took a deep breath and placed a small smile upon my lips before I pushed the heavy doors open to reveal the grandiose bedroom lurking beyond them. 

A large bed dominated the center of the enormous room with its deep wooden frame. Deep reds and shiny gold accents gave the room a royal feeling. A large mahogany dresser dominated the far west wall while a similar colored vanity and chair rested against the eastern wall. Beyond the bed stood a wall of windows and a balcony with another gorgeous view of the ocean that surrounded the castle on three of the four sides. The double glass doors to the balcony were open to allow the early morning breeze to flow freely into the bedchamber, moving the heavy red curtains in the room. Standing on the balcony was a male elf with snow-white hair wearing a lavish maroon robe and delicately designed slippers on his feet. He too had been staring at the ocean and the sun that was steadily rising in the sky. The way the rays hit his skin made him look more handsome than other times, but I kept that opinion to myself as I took a step into the room. The noise of my heel on the wooden floor alerted the elf of my arrival as he spoke.

“Good. You arrived quickly.” Astarion’s deep voice held a slight grim tone as he turned to look at me. His crimson eyes danced with a hidden rage as he looked over my appearance. I knew better than anyone in this castle that he was pissed. I calmly shut the doors behind me before I approached him, but I maintained a safe distance should he feel the need to lash out.

“Yes, my Lord, Cedric said the matter was urgent, so I came as fast as I could.” The words left my lips as I deeply bowed to him. Looking up at him through my lashes, I could see his lip quiver ever-so-slightly upwards into a cocky smile before his face returned to being expressionless. 

“Yes, this matter is quite urgent indeed. You see, someone has robbed me.” As soon as the words left his mouth, my eyes widened in disbelief. “And I fear that it was someone in this castle that has done so.” 

“What was taken? I can—“  Astarion raised his hand, and my words fell silent. He wanted me to listen and not speak. A sense of dread would have sent goosebumps down my arms had I still been living, but I was grateful that my body could no longer give away my feelings.

“What I want to know is if you took it.” He said as he peered into my eyes. My eyebrows furrowed in response to his spoken words as I looked at him to see if he was joking. However, the somber expression on his face and the look in his eyes told me that he had meant every word he had spoken.

“I do not even have knowledge of what was taken, so how could you expect me to answer that, Astarion?” A coy smile fell upon his lips at the mention of his name, but he didn’t hesitate to lace venom in his next words.

“Oh, my dearest spawn, your master wants to know if you took a vial of my blood from me whilst I was meditating last night.” If there had been blood pumping through my veins, it would have drained from my face at this moment. “So, I ask again. Did you take it?” There was an eerie calmness to his voice. Had any of the other spawn been present for this conversation, they may have mistaken his demeanor for being oddly calm considering the dire situation. Fortunately for me, I could see the storm raging under the guise of calm. Astarion’s eyes danced with a raging fire at the violation of one of his most sacred rules: Do not take Master’s blood without consent.

“What?” I exclaimed with a vague note of rage lacing my next words. “You must’ve lost your mind if you think I, your most obedient spawn, would violate your rules in such a way.” The fire raged more behind his eyes. “I hadn’t done so without your permission for the last two centuries and I still wouldn’t. So, no, I did not take it.” A moment of heavy silence fell between us as the man with crimson red eyes studied me and digested the words I had spoken. I knew he was looking for signs of deception, but I held my ground. A slither  of my being was concerned about the way I had spoken to him. I had spoken so casually to him, even spoken his name, something I had not been able to do at all in the last century. After a few moments of scrutiny, the rage in his eyes towards me dissipated and a small smile graced his lips. If I was a living drow, I would have released the breath I had unknowingly been holding.

“Of course you would never disobey me. You have always been my most obedient spawn.” He smiled fondly at me for the briefest of seconds, and I felt something stir in my chest before he expression turned cold once again. “I need you to find whomever has disgraced me in such a manner, but I do not want the entire castle to know what has transpired. You must conduct your investigation in secrecy.” 

“What shall you have me do when I determine the culprit?” I asked as Astarion turned away from me to move towards the glass doors.

“Report back to me, and I shall decide their punishment.” Before I could reply or take comfort in a chance of talking to him, the doors behind us were shoved open as a blonde female tiefling with golden eyes waltzed into the room.

“Oh, Starion! Pookie-bear is here for her morning feeding.” Astarion turned around and gave the horned-woman a breathtaking smile as he opened his arms for her. My presence returned to nonexistent as she demanded all of his attention. 

“I’ll take my leave.” I spoke to deaf ears before turning to leave the sickening presence of the overly obnoxious tiefling. 

“Be sure to close the door as you leave, spawn.” The tiefling nasally spoke without turning to me as Astarion nuzzled into her neck. I resisted the urge to mutter anything under my breath as I closed the doors behind me. I looked around to make sure I was the only one in the hall before I sank to the floor against the door. Any sense of hope that things would return to how they were, left with the thud of the doors behind me. Another thought crept into my mind. Perhaps, there was still a chance of hope for me after all. Astarion had made it clear to me that no one was to know of the blood that was taken from him. That meant he truly believed in his most obedient spawn to do the task he needed done. How do you catch a blood thief? I took a moment to think about it before I stood up and set off down the hallway, heading towards the dining room and making haste to my bedchambers.

[writteninlunarlight-years]

Stories

Sweet as a Daisy Smells (Cedric Diggory)

Jealousy Jealousy (Cedric Diggory)

Headcanons

I Like Em’ Curvy (Obey Me!)

Jealous Boys (BG3)

Nico Nico Nii (Obey Me!)

Beauty on the Inside Counts (Obey Me!)

Naughty Devils (BG3 18+)

Moons Mistress (Remus Lupin)

I Solemnly Swear We Are Up To No Good (Harry Poter)

Kissing Kills (Obey Me!)

Body Swap (Obey Me!) Magic in Dating (Harry Potter)

Kissing Kills Part 2 (Obey Me!)

[sabin1108]

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-----Divinity: Original Sin 2-----

Edgarax Thoasz (Edgar)

Also Known as: Edgar, Shade

Race: Lizard

Gender: Male

Age: 31

Height: 218cm

Class: Rogue

Weapon: Dagger

Tags: Outlaw & Noble

Occupation: Advisor, Heir to Thoasz family patriarch & Leader of 'Shadows'

Associates: The House of Law, Thoasz family, Thieves gang (Formerly), Shadows

Known to his close ones as Edgar, is an advisor and successor to the patriarch of the Thoasz family - One of the most influential families in the Ancient Empire. In his youth, he frequently snuck out at night to learn the skills of a rogue from a band of thieves. The skills eventually proved to be invaluable, as Edgar would later secretly lead a covert group named 'Shadows' - dedicated to liberating slaves within the Ancient Empire. There are many who seek for his blood, and unbeknownst to him, it was hidden under the very shadow he commands.

Lyon Midford

Also Known as: Lyon, Paladin Midford

Race: Human

Gender: Male

Age: 31

Height: 186cm

Class: Knight

Weapon: Two-handed weapon

Tags: Soldier & Noble

Occupation: Paladin for the Divine Order

Associates: The Divine Order, The House of Midford, The Knight of Alburn (Formerly)

The son of the Count from the house of Midford and a member of the noblest Divine Order - The Paladin, Lyon is highly respected and beloved by both his comrades and his people. Apart from his relentless dedication and hard work, it's his ability to control source that saw him rise through the ranks of the Divine Order. The unwavering light of this Paladin began to dim when the Divine Order ceased the use of source and ordered all sourcerers to be captured. The darkness within the Divine Order may yet be enough to overshadow his light.

Navier Harad

Also Known as: Navier, Butterfly, Doll

Race: Elf

Age: 31

Gender: Female

Height: 215cm

Class: Blood Mage (Necromancer)

Weapon: Staff & wands

Tags: Scholar & Mystic

Occupation: Trader & Scholar

Associates: -

Born in the Elven Land, Navier possesses an insatiable hunger for knowledge. She moved to the Great City of Arx at a young age with her mother to pursue further studies and explore the outside world, leaving her father -a Scion- to manage affairs back in the Elven Land. Everything changed when the Chaos War erupted, unleashing Deathfog that destroyed her homeland. She went back to search for her father, hoping to find him alive. Fate took a dark turn as she disappeared for years, only to be found collared and ready to be sent to Fort Joy.

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Cedric Eirwyn

Also Known as: Warrior of Light, Warrior of Darkness.

Race: Highlander Hyur

Age: 35

Gender: Male

Height: 200cm

Class: Dragoon

Weapon: Spear/Lance

Origin: Ul-dah (Before ARR), Gridania (ARR)

Occupation: Miner (Formerly), Scions (Formerly), Adventurer (Currently)

Associates: Scions of the Seventh Dawn

------DnD/Baldur's Gate 3------

Fannar

Also Known as: Lizard, Reptile (Mostly as an insult)

Race: White Dragonborn

Age: 30

Gender: Male

Height: 190cm

Origin: Criminal

Alignment: Chaotic Good

Class: Draconic Sorcerer / Oath of Ancient Paladin (BG3)

Fun fact:

- His name means "Snowdrift".

- He was abandoned as a baby during a snowstorm. A human couple adopted him and raise him as their own.

- He really loves his adopted parents and likes to send money every month to them

- He loves to eat and willing to do anything for food.

- He's clumsy and can "accidentally" harmed someone

- in BG3, he is a paladin. He has a habbit of throwing people around. This includes people.

Edit 08/01/2024: New Profile Update + Scale

Edit 23/03/2024: Relationship Chart

Edit 10/04/2024: New updated full-body illustration

Edit 19/07/2024: Add Cedric and Fannar

[tinytinybumblebee]

haiii I love your account soo much and im just so glad i have someone to rant abt my dnd dips thoughts to! ^^ its just such a soft positive space.

not related to bg3, but im making a new character for a campaign starting soon, he's an aarakocra wizard named Cedric and he's a big huge mamas boy with no real friends. He leaves to go to magic school but he's never been away from his mom before and tends to have trouble taking care of himself, partially bc he's a rich boy who other people have always done stuff for him but also because he genuinely struggles with hygiene and food, even when he knows how to do something and really wants too sometimes it's just too much energy, school takes a lot outta him. so he uses unseen servant frequently to have something to take care of him. he also regresses occasionally, using dips for comfort and stuff as well as his teddy owlbear his mum gave him as a chick. Even outside of regression tends to struggle with incontinence and bedwetting, but he'd never ever let anyone else know it'd be much too humiliating for the high and mighty cedric to be suffering from such infantile afflictions.. this poor boi just needs to see his mum again lol

Waaaaa oh my goodness a little Mama's boooooy how frwaking sweet aaaAAAAA🥺💖💖💖💖💖 He sounds so cute, just a magic lad who needs some assistance with certain thing- wanna give him a lil kissie on the forhead waaaAAAA

[rangedreign]

cedric the sorcerer 🤝 astarion bg3

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