#salahuddin

[csnk]

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.

KINGDOM OF HEAVEN 2005 | dir. Ridley Scott

[somethingstrangeishere]

Day one of creating KoH stickers for the stickerpack✅

(I'm posting two pictures since I forgot to post the first Baldwin sticker yesterday. And yes, he's without leprosy - I forgot about that, ahhh)

More stickers will appear in my reblogs, don't miss out😉

[gaudybaudy]

Re-drawing of Koh Saladin

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

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[bi-saibot]

“Salam alaikum” “Wa’laikum salam”

[eatmeandbirthmeagain]

Ok another request..

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.

[kingbaldwinthe4th]

This is actually what they said to each other:

This was funnier in my head 😂😆

[baudouinette]

Chadwin and Chadladin

If you want to use in a meme or edit or whatever, send me a message (I can send a transparent watermark free PNG file to ur email) but pls don’t use without permission or credit ✋🏼🗿

there are versions with black outline and dark blue outline as seen here

I also take custom commissions for chads or girl wojaks or even chadettes lol

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[sunnycanvas]

Salahuddin x reader that spoils him and loves being near him and kissing him

I stood there in my room praying for the arrival for my beloved. A servant who also happens to be my friend walked inside the room with fruits "Malika, it's good to see you being worried about your husband's well being but you should definitely eat something" "Your husband will come victorious for sure" "Besides sultan will have my head of they came to know that I let you starve" I smiled wryly and my friend grew tensed.

"Forgive me, Malika if I offended you"

I quickly reassured her it had nothing to do with her

Even though I knew he would come victorious. I still couldn't help but worry. "Why do I have a feeling something bad is going to happen" . I suddenly stood up from my place

"Malika?"

"Quickly, get the servants" "Our sultan is coming back" . My friend asked no further questions and left to get the servants ready

"My intuition doesn't fail me" "I have a feeling my husband is coming back right now lost from the battlefield"

And my intuition came out to be accurate

My husband Salahuddin entered his palace with a racing camel.

"Quickly call Malika (Y/N)"

"I am here my lord". I quickly responded to my husband's call. "Where are the others" I thought. "Could it be- no... way did that inexperienced incredibly young leper boy caused this much damage "

"(Y/N)" my husband called my name

Setting aside my confusion I rushed forward towards him. My husband embraced me in front of everyone. I was shocked at such public display of our affection and was about to scold him but my husband didn't listen to and only held me tighter as if afraid that I would disappear. I could feel him trembling.

"Please not you too, don't look at me with same disappointment that others have shown me" hearing such a strong desperate plea, I did not have heart to scold me.

"My lord let us get inside" I requested. My husband although distraught immediately took control of his composure nodded

"Prepare Sultan's favourite food and bring it in my room" my voice boomed as the servants bowed respectfully and left. I could hear murmurs in the hallway

"Our sultan lost against that al-khinzir"

"I thought the king was cursed"

"Wasn't maximum of his experienced commander not there"

Angry at their gossiping I said "Fatima, give 50 lashes to anyone who speaks about today" . My lord voice echoed through hallway and I knew that got them quite. I took sultan inside my room . Salahuddin admiring me said "I really love your firece side" "Atleast you are there with me".

"My lord, I warned" you know how I feel talking about this, my husband seemed to be lost in his own world and said "But it's true, I have lost my reputation in the eyes of both my enemies and subjects" "I fear it was cause uprising" "I think it's best to be removed from the position of sultan" "It's clear Allah didn't show me favour"

"Enough!" I yelled. "You know I hate it when anyone disrespect you like that" my husband grew quite again. I realised that this battle impacted him more than I realised. I gently took his hand and made him follow me to bathroom. My husband followed me without any protest

"Strip"

"(Y/N-"

"No I am not in mood for sex either"

My husband followed my words without any further questions. I lightly traced my fingers on his chest which had battle scars. "Sultan, have I ever told you how handsome you are" . My husband laughed and said "Plenty of times Habibti". I gently guided him to bathtub which was filled with warm water. Once he settled down I started massaging his head. My husband sighed in bliss and he slowly closed his eyes. My husband blissful said "I sometimes feel like I don't deserve you, such a beautiful woman you are". I smiled and said "Plenty of times habibi ". My husband soon dozed off while sleeping. I slowly left so I don't disturb his sleep. I bring oil scented candles and light up the room. I also bring a small table with in the bathroom. Carefully I place food on the table. Once I am done I began stripping. I gently dipped myself in water.

"Habibi" I softly called, my husband still in deep didn't respond. Not wanting to give up. I shook his arm. That seems to have finally woken his up. Salahuddin, my husband was filled with awe at the night of me naked.

"When did you do all this" . I smiled and said "That doesn't matter right now, please eat or else food will get cold". Salahuddin smiled as I crawled towards him and sat on his lap. I took the food from the table and began feeding him. My husband obediently ate food provided to him by me. Once we were done he started licking my fingers. I chuckled at the sight. I gently guided my his head towards my chest and let him listen my heart beat. "You hear that sultan, how my heart beats in joy when I am with you" "It breaks my heart when I see you like this" "Please don't give up on yourself" "Atleast for me". My husband smiled sadly and said "Thank you so much, for coming in my life" "You are right I can't let you down" "I need to fight for you".

I quickly corrected him "Not for me but yourself" "You are the rightful king and I have no doubt that you will soon win Jerusalem" . "You need to quickly send message that you are alive to your allies as well as your enemies, so that nobody comes for your throne". My husband buried his head in my chest and said "Later, let me enjoy my beautiful wife first". I smiled and ruffled his head "You can be such a child sometimes I swear". My husband smiled smiled in response and said "Only for you"

[rustungberto]

Salahuddin from Palestine

Pintura digital

27,94 x 43,18 cm

[chicken-blitz13]

I thought y’all would enjoy this

[somethingstrangeishere]

Sorry I haven't posted in a while, life is a bit chaotic for me at the moment😅

Baldwin's leprosy is depicted simplistically because it's hard to draw facial deformities every time as I've depicted them before (I have a post about it)

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أَلَآ إِنَّ نَصۡرَ اللَّهِ قَريب

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Thankyou for accepting Salahuddin Headcanon🥹

May I request general romance Headcanon with Salahuddin? Thank you very much👉👈

☆ Headcanons: Romance - Salahuddin x Reader ☆

☆ Headcanons ☆

A/N: Hello Anon, youre most welcome for accepting the request, thank you for sending it in 😊. This is my first Salahuddin request and I'm looking forward to seeing how people will react to my take on him. As always, this is based on the film Kingdom Of Heaven and not the real historical figures. Enjoy!

PS: Quick disclaimer, I am Catholic and do not know an awful lot about Islam so please go easy on me, I will do my best 🫶.

Personally, I think he would be rather serious, yet gentle when it comes to romance.

He would want to provide the absolute most for you and make sure you are spoilt with everything he can provide.

His main goal is to provide for you and cherish you to the absolute most.

You are his whole world and anything he can do to make you feel loved will not go unnoticed.

Gifts are constant. Especially jewelry.

He thinks you are the most beautiful thing in the world and for that, you are for his eyes only.

He just loves having you all to himself, knowing that he is the only man in the world to experience your beauty makes it better. 

In the beginning, it took a little bit to get him to open up to you. Since you are his wife, his obligation is to be strong for you but you were determined to see his soft side (which he does have one, it is just well hidden).

Acts of service seem like his kind of love language.

You never have to do anything yourself, he will arrange it to be done for you.

But since you are his wife, you are expected to follow his rules.

Showing obedience to him is a way of showing your love and support so naturally, it just makes him love you even more. 

He loves how despite the fact you are both royalty, that you always keep your shared chambers clean and tidy.

But honestly the thing he would love most about you has to be your touch

To him, there is nothing better than your soft, feminine touch. There is just nothing like it. 

He is so grateful to have a wife like you, you are perfect. The two of you are vastly different but he loves that about you.

You are so graceful and kind, he feels entirely blessed to have someone like you in his life <3

[suhaym]

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SULTAN SALAHUDDiN AL-AYYUBi (1137-1193), also known as Saladin or Yusuf ibn Ayyub, was the founder and first Sultan of the Ayyubid Dynasty that spanned from Egypt and Syria to Mecca and Medina. Most notably, he liberated Al-Quds, Palestine (Jerusalem) by defeating the Crusaders in 1187 (Palestine would remain free for over 700 years until it was invaded by Britain in 1917, leading to the creation of the State of Israel). He wielded a curved sword, made of the mysterious Damascus Steel, that is known to be one of the sharpest and most durable swords ever constructed. There were multiple assassination attempts on his life and none of them were successful. Salahuddin was renowned for his kindness, mercy, and generosity, even by his enemies. He spared the lives of the Christian dwellers of Al-Quds even though the Crusaders had slain the Muslims and the Jews. He kept giving his wealth away to the poor and needy, until there wasn’t even enough left to pay for his own funeral by the time he died. Salahuddin adhered strictly to Sunni Islam and was a follower of the Qadiri Sufi Order (Tariqah Qadiriyah), reciting its Awrad every day.

On his deathbed, someone asked him, “Oh Ayyubi, you are a great warrior of Islam. You have been fighting in the path of Allah for such a long time, but you weren’t martyred. You weren’t blessed with martyrdom,”

Salahuddin replied, “Throughout my life, I was yearning to be martyred in the path of Allah. But did you know that the sword of the enemy could not touch my neck?”

He continued, “In my childhood, my father took me to Sheikh Abdul Qadir Al-Jilani [descendant of Prophet Muhammad ﷺ, and founder of the Qadiri Sufi Order] and Sheikh Abdul Qadir Al-Jilani placed his hand on my neck. How could the sword of the enemy touch my neck when my neck was touched by the blessed hands of Sheikh Abdul Qadir Al-Jilani رَحِمَهُ ٱللَّٰهُ?”

Images: Filipa Figueiredo (left), Getty Images (right)