Just like in KoH, Saladin’s voice in SC does things to me… 😌he too smooth🙂↕️
music on loop while I drew ✨: dar meshq, sandal maker, total war osts
And I also wanted to draw The Nomad from SC:DE because when I played the early-access demo I was immediately like HE REMINDS ME OF MY BROTHER XD
idk why but I have a hyperfixation with this frame motif from the game 😭 maybe it brings me back to my childhood with this crippling nostalgia that consumes me constantly 💀
I also have something else, but I will post it separately lol
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I pray you'll pull back your cavalry and leave this matter to me. I pray you retire unharmed to Damascus. Raynald of Châtillon will be punished, I swear it. Withdraw or we will all die here.
The KoH costume department was amazing but I think they missed by making him wear mostly black. On that note, I present our king in pthalo-green and pearls
Saladin is coming back from a battle, absolutely tired, probably grumpy, the reader comes to cuddle him as he goes to bed hehehe (based on @somethingstrangeishere art hehehehe)
♡ My Comfort - Saladin x Reader ♡
♡ Fluff ♡
A/N: Hey girl, this request is adorable omg I had to do it first. I have been dying to write this one since you sent it in 🩷😭. As always, this is based on the film Kingdom Of Heaven, not the real historical figures. Enjoy!
It was late afternoon when y/n received the news that her husband would be returning from battle that day. His army had been defeated by Jerusalem and word had already begun to spread around the kingdom.
From every corner of the castle, the young queen could hear servants whispering about the defeat. She knew how disappointed Saladin would be and the last thing he needed was to overhear some maid gossiping about his capability as sultan.
She along with the servants awaited their arrival outside the palace.
As one by one the men and their horses came into view, y/n anxiously scanned the crowd for her husband. Relief washed over her as she watched him dismount his horse, staggering a bit as he did.
The young queen ran to him, tears welling in her eyes at finally seeing him again. The moment he saw her, the sultan's heart relaxed for the first time in weeks as he fell into her arms.
They embraced for a long while as others bustled around, paying them no mind.
Saladin rested his forehead against his wife's shoulder, struggling to keep himself upright from exhaustion. Being back in her presence was what he had craved for the entire time he was gone.
“I'm so glad you're safe” y/n spoke softly, her voice barely above a whisper.
The sultan, being too tired to even speak, simply nodded in reply.
“Let's get you inside” she added, placing a hand on the small of her husband's back to guide him gently into the building.
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Once inside the royal chambers, y/n ran a warm bath as Saladin sat down groggily on the edge of their shared bed, removing his dirty clothes slowly.
The queen helped him into the bath and began to wash his hair, gently massaging the tension from his aching temples. The sultan sighed as warm water washed over his face, a few times almost dozing off only to be jolted awake again by the sudden image of the horrors seen in battle.
Each time, his wife would soothe him, reassuring him that he was safe now and there was nothing to worry about.
Y/n helped her husband out of the bath, drying him gently with a soft towel. She ran the towel over his face, cupping his cheek in her hand.
“You're so beautiful, habibi” the young queen said, gazing into his eyes with only pure adoration in her heart.
Saladin smiled for the first time in what felt like months, his tired eyes looking into hers. He had missed her so deeply, he had yearned for her every second they were appart. The pain he felt from her absence resulted in only a few silent tears as he had stared blankly into a dying fire.
And now she was here, right in front of him. Finally.
Saladin was more than relieved to finally lay his aching body into the comfort of a warm bed. Y/n tucked him in before climbing into the bed herself.
She opened her arms, gesturing for him to cuddle against her chest. The sultan smiled wearily and eagerly accepted the offer. Y/n stroked his still slightly damp hair softly, running her fingers through his dark curls.
“You need not give up on yourself, my dear” the queen said gently.
“You are a brilliant and powerful sultan, I know how strong you are. Please do not allow this to defeat you” she paused to press a kiss to his forehead.
“I love you so much habibi, never forget that”.
Saladin shut his eyes tightly, fighting back tears at her lovely words.
“You always know just what to say” he whispered, y/n could hear his voice trembling. She smiled down at him as he buried himself against her chest.
Her heart ached for him.
Her powerful husband lying broken in her arms, stifling tears like a frightened child trying to appear strong.
“You do not need to be strong for me, my love. Allow yourself to let go of your pain” y/n whispered.
Almost as soon as the words left her lips, Saladin’s silent tears turned to broken sobs. The young queen held him as he cried, rocking him back and forth gently all the while stroking his hair.
A few minutes passed before the sultan’s sobs died down. It wasn't long before he was deeply asleep, worn out completely.
Y/n smiled at her husband's form. She missed the feeling of him laying beside her at night. The room felt so cold and quiet without him. She would never admit this out loud but he looked adorable when he slept.
Buried comfortably into the soft of his wifes nightdress, snoring a little with his lips parted. It was rare that y/n saw him at such peace.
Pretty soon, the young queen joined her husband in rest. Neither of the two left each other's embrace for the entire night.
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Hi! May I please request Headcanons for Kingdom of Heaven where female reader was Baldwin's wife and after his death Salah ad Din seized his kingdom and married his wife? Thank you ❤️
Dear Y/N,
By the time you will be reading this letter I will be already dead. I just wanted to ask you to find and marry a good man as quickly as possible. I wish I could find someone myself but I was selfish enough to keep you to myself as long I lived. Now I sit in Jerusalem waiting my death and regretting my life choices. Please don't mourn for me so long. I am glad God gave the opportunity for us too meet. You were an angel sent to me in disguise. Remember me as I was and please forgive me in case I did hurt you
Your Beloved
Baldwin IV
King of Jerusalem
Tears rolled down my eyes as I read the letter again and again. Remembering how I gave my farewell to my beloved husband before he died
I remember him telling me not to open this letter until he is dead. My husband was so weak I could recall he had trouble talking to me. We held each other's hand for each others comfort. I remember tears streaming down my eyes as my husband gently squeezed my hand to reassure me. Slowly I watched life getting drained out of his body.
I lost much interest in the kingdom. Despite Baldwin's loyalist attempting to help me. I refused saying that I was still mourning. "Who would touch leper's wife" I heard gossips. The story went on as Sybilla my sister in law disrespected my husband's wishes and married guy de luisagnan. I watched the kingdom slowly crumble under their leadership with Tiberias going and settling in Cypress.
I was by the window as I watched surrender of kingdom of Jerusalem. I could tell by the talk of Balian and Salahuddin. That they had agreed of surrender of Jerusalem in peaceful terms. Tears rolled down my eyes realising that the only thing I had which reminded me of my husband. That too will snatched. I couldn't help but cry wondering what Baldwin IV would have thought of if he was able to see from heaven his kingdom for whom he worked so hard for getting surrendered.
"Jerusalem is forever lost from Christians" I whispered. Just then there was a knock on the door. I was confused as I turned around and saw a nobleman. "Your grace" he pressed his lips before continuing. "There is something I want to say to you".
"I have to marry Salahuddin" I was shocked. "The greatest enemy of my late husband who snatched the kingdom" "Only last thing which served as a reminder of my husband" "You wish for me to marry him". I screamed in anger with tears rolling down my eyes at the nobleman. The noble man sighed knowing that this was going to be a difficult conversation. He continued saying "Salahuddin said those people who wished not to be enslaved have to buy their own freedom" "Of course there were negotiations and there was final price which was agreed on but there were still some people who couldn't buy their freedom" "Balian and Patriach Hercules offered themselves for the women and children who will be enslaved but Salahuddin refused". I realised in horror what was going to happen to enslaved women and children. I suddenly felt bad that I didn't do anything for the kingdom my husband worked so hard to protect. The noble man seeing my expression of horror had glimmer of hope before continuing "However Salahuddin said there could be an exception where he is willing to buy freedom of enslaved women and children. I looked up to him realising where this conversation was going "That is if I marry him" He smiled in acknowledgement before saying "Correct my lady". I looked outside the window as I saw poor men, women and children being dragged outside. Men, women and children were seperated. I watched as I saw the women being sold off to soldiers who I could tell had sadistic smiles on their face. I knew what they were thinking
"I will go" I said with renowned determination. "I will marry him"
"Atleast I could do this much for the kingdom my husband tried so hard to protect". I thought sadly remembering my late husband.
"Your majesty Lady (Y/N) is here". Salahuddin and Balian both turned their heads at the sound of my name. I slowly got out of carriage which was carrying me. I could tell Balian looked at me in pity while Salahuddin had neutral expression in his face.
"Salam Walikum"
"Walihun Salam"
Salahuddin greeted back. " Let's discuss this matter further inside my tent". I could hear people around me gossiping as I was lead inside his tent
He quietly ate as he watched me. As if trying to read my intentions. "Please eat something"
"No, thank you" I replied in anger.
"You must be wondering why I asked you to marry in exchange for enslaved women and children"
I looked at him confused as he smiled at me. "It was easy to tell". "Truth be told I always admire-no loved you" "You were mocked and made fun of in my kingdom for marrying a leper" "Truthfully I too was curious on what kind of woman who would wish to marry a leper" "When I first met you I couldn't help but admire your wit, charm and beauty" "My admiration slowly turned to love" "It seems like every body knew except you" "That's why your husband grew agitated whenever he heard my name and hated you accompanying him to war for the fear that you would leave him for me"
Suddenly realisation dawned on me that Baldwin IV did look like he harboured a personal grudge against Salahuddin. He would reluctantly allow me to accompany him to war but with lots of restrictions. "I thought that was because you were both rivals" I replied shocked. Salahuddin smiled gently as if sad.
"I am only here for the protection of people." "If I marry you, you will let go of enslaved women and children"
"I know, I could tell"
"I heard about your wives, I don't know about others but I do know name of one Ismat ad-Din khutan" "Which means I will be one of several wives"
Salahuddin grew quite and I sighed defeated for my new life
"How do I trust your word, didn't Christian butchered everyone when they captured Jerusalem"
"I am not those men" Salahuddin replied as if insulted
