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historyslittlebish · 28 days

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Illness won't stop love (Cured!King Baldwin IV x Witch!Female!Reader)

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a/n: I have never watched kingdom of heaven before but I know of it because my sister watched it so I am gonna write for the king :)

Warning: unrealistic but okay, religious stuff, occ?

Baldwin groaned as he sat on his throne. He praised himself for getting all the diplomatic work done half the time he usually completes.

Every passing day his bones and muscles ached, his mind spinning, overwhelmed with his kingly duties. His mind was filled with thoughts and plans but he was too weak to act on them.

While determined and strong willed, he was aware of his sickly disease and how weak he is compared to anyone else. He often spent time looking up, thoughts of gods plan with him.

Why?

Why would god plague him with such illness, what had he done? What was his sin against his creator? he often found himself praying that he could, maybe, just maybe, be cured and continue to live and be the greatest king he could be, have a wife and an heir, to live his life to the fullest with no worry of death coming as soon as he always prepared himself for.

He knows he should not question God, and be grateful for his life but even then his mind does not stop thinking such thoughts.

He sat still staring into nothing, deep in thought as a few servants scuttled about, cleaning and tending to the throne room. The sounds of their whispering had started bothering him, the constant sound of pattering feet didn't allow him to think.

He slowly rose before clearing his throat. Some of the servants looked over in surprise and curiosity.

"I would like to be left alone, please." His voice is steady, firm, but gentle and warm. His servants rushed to leave the room allowing the king his privacy.

He sighed as he sat down once more. Alone in his own thoughts, he allowed himself to be consumed by his own mind, each thought, idea, word, running through his brain as he rested his eyes, deeply in his imagination.

Not too long after however does he hear a female yelp, a loud thud, and someone shuffling around the marble floor.

His eyes snapped open as he saw a small amount of mist covering a figure slightly. His eyes widened in surprise and shock as he stared at the woman in front of him. She wore odd clothes, not the kind he's seen before, her H/C was beautiful to him, mesmerizing even. Her S/C looked so soft in comparison to his heavily scarred and sore ridden skin.

He stood up and suddenly the strange and foreign woman stared at him before getting on her knees and bowing deeply, lifting her head enough to look back up at him.

"My king." She stated.

"Rise." Baldwin said as he motioned with his hand for the woman to stand. Slowly she did stand and still have a respectful demeanor.

"Who are you, and why do you come here?" She looked up, her E/C looking into his blue irises. She inhaled before kneeling and leaving her hands by her side "My king, I present myself as a witch from the North. I've heard of a prophecy that you will need to defeat Saladin but not without outside forces," She rose from her knees and reached into a small pouch, holding a vile with blue liquid, glowing and bubbling. "I've come to present to you a cure. You have my heart should I speak the lies of the devil himself.".

Baldwin was shocked and scared. A witch in his holy kingdom? Witchcraft is the devil's work. He could not decide if he should call his soldiers and risk the witch woman to hex him or to continue the conversation, only to eventually be found dead without reason, or to many, his leprosy being the cause.

He took the latter and prayed that no harm would come to him.

"Well witch, I want proof." The woman nodded and held her arm to her side, F/C mist circling the room, a wall of fog covered the walls of the room. The mist streamed into the middle of the room and created a circle, creating a pocket of white particles creating images.

They showed him being crowned king all the way to his death at an old age.

he could not believe his eyes. The images showed such small moments in his life that he could not recollect well but they were perfect for what he was told.

The mist that engulfed the room suddenly retracted and disappeared into the air.

He stared at the witch who stared back but with a slight fear in her eyes, not knowing if she would be in danger or not. Baldwin's breath hitched but he sat down. He racked his brain for thoughts but he was very overwhelmed by the information. He clutched his head and rubbed at his temples.

The two stayed in silence for a few minutes before the king made his choice.

"I shall take this potion if what you say is true." He murmured.

The witch stepped forward towards the kind on his throne and handed him the bottle gently before stepping back.

"I warn you my king, you will fall in a deep slumber, alive and well, but deep for the whole day." The king contemplated her words but slowly opened the bottle and drank the liquid completely.

After a few moments his head began to spun and he almost collapsed to the floor before a warm pair of arms caught him and held him before his eyes completely shut and he fell into a deep slumber.

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Baldwin squinted his eyes as the sun peaked through the window in the early morning. The light was dim due to the window covers but it was still bright to him. He slowly raised his body but was confused when he could feel his body weight shift onto his legs. He had lost feelings partly in his legs and arms but he could feel himself twitch and move on his entire body.

He was wearing some white sleepwear that he doesn't remember putting on and his mask was on the side of his bed. He was confused but slowly walked over to the mirror.

His eyes widened and he stumbled back but caught himself before he fell on the cold, hard floor.

He saw himself but no longer disfigured or ridden with rashes and sores. His golden locks framed his face, his eyes looking deep into his in the mirror, his skin was just glowey as the witch he had seen.

That's when it hit him.

The witch had saved him, the lovely witch that had given him a potion that she said would heal him and allow him to live his life fully.

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The whole castle was chattering with loud and bright voices. Their king was not only cured by gods miracle but he would be able to soon produce an heir should he be willing.

He sat on his throne thinking of the memory of you. You, you were to be his wife, you saved him, he could live without the fear of dying anytime soon.

Baldwin got a surge of confidence, he was determined to get you to come back but first he had to deal with royal affairs but nothing could slow him down, not anymore.

a/n: Part 2? Yes. I need to make a male version for anon OR male reader hcs for our king. Sorry if its shit though.

#cured!king baldwin iv x witch!reader #historical figures x reader #x reader #king baldwin x reader #king baldwin x you #king baldwin iv #history x reader #x witch!reader #x witch #oneshot #kingdom of heaven #history blog #historical blog #history #the crusades

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bebs-art-gallery · 5 months

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How Animals Mourn

Anguish by August Friedrich Schenk † The Dead Miner (Mourning the Master) by Charles Christian Nahl † The Faithful Hound by sir Edwin Henry Landseer RA † The Orphan. A Memory of Auvergne by August Friedrich Schenk

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allthingseurope · 2 months

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Siena, Italy (by Patrick)

#siena #italy #europe #travel #travel blog #europe travel #vertical #architecture #old town #historic

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persephonaae · 4 months

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TERFs die mad: you just reblogged a nasty transgender person with pronouns and all who did this historical look to explore their cultural history as well as express their own nonbinary identity in a way that resonates with them. An edit I wish I didn’t have to make on this post

I’ll try to post the actual pictures I took soon, but I was bored today and wanted to shirk some other responsibilities, so I decided to do some general vague Minoan or Mycenaean look since it’s been on the mind and also my hair was looking really good today and I wanted to take advantage of that haha

#Disclaimer: I haven’t made myself any actual historical gear yet this is all just random shit from my closet #historical fashion #minoan #mycenaean #ancient greece #How do I categorize this on my blog lol #I guess it’s. Technically? Cosplay? As cosplay is costume play uhhhh #I’ll just put it in that tag #my cosplay

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cy-lindric · 1 year

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Now that I'm back from being hacked for skincare scam profits I can show you this 1790s waistcoat I've made !! First pic is the extant piece I've loosely based it off.

#I tied a barrel knot you guys #I read so many austenite fangirl blogs to try to figure out how to cut/fold/tie a neckcloth #and ended up watch a dad do it on YT #because written text simply didn't compute with my brain #historical costuming #1790s #directoire #première republique #18th century

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hedgehog-moss · 1 year

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Breaking news: my new hen has started laying!

Guess which one of these is Baby's First Egg...

She's still quite young and has been laying mini-eggs so far, it's really cute to find them in the nesting box every morning next to Dru's grown-up eggs.

As per tradition the new hen has received a name on this solemn occasion. She laid her first egg on the anniversary of an important event of the Paris Commune so I decided to name her Louise Michel. To celebrate this doubly important date, the hens got a croissant for breakfast.

As soon as they identified it as food and not a large yellow caterpillar, the competition became very fierce.

Dru pounced and grabbed it and made a run for it while Louise stood there staring at the empty spot where a croissant used to be. I had to catch her and gently turn her 180°, then she realised her croissant was getting away and gave chase.

To ensure equal croissant opportunity I then caught Drusilla and confiscated her prey to cut it in two, but they ignored my attempt at conciliation and just chose one half to fight over.

Here they are neck and neck, Louise Michel won't give an inch!

It was a cutthroat battle and once they were done they started over with the remaining half. They are not interested in win-win situations. Chickens are proud of their dinosaur heritage and only violence makes their blood sing.

#crawling along #if / when darmanin becomes prime minister and naming your pets after our greatest historical protesters becomes illegal #i'm counting on everyone who rb'ed this post to delete it from their blog and agree that my hen was always named brigitte or something

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ask18thcenturyrussia · 8 months

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[ 1,150 FOLLOWERS SPECIAL ]

#That's it that's the blog #rusfrapru #all of them should kiss #hetalia #aph russia #hws russia #aph prussia #hws prussia #aph france #hws france #rusprus #rusfra #the pose is from one of those draw your ot3 memes #historical hetalia

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woahcoolbear · 8 months

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misc ttrpg things + hats😁

#ttrpg art #dnd #posting bc i need alazais on my blog...shes my girl!!!!#and her halberd is there in silhouette but i wonder if i should change her signature weapon. but i shouldnt #she's a major historical figure in my setting🤍and very dead #art

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clove-pinks · 6 days

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It happened AGAIN: a Facebook page with 83,000+ followers, "Attire's Mind," ripped off the content of one of my dress history posts.

Compare my 1840s readymade men's wear post with the inferior copy (that omits sources and links).

Today it was the Paris Musées redingote post. Notice how "Attire's Mind" uses my image edits (again), and also eliminates my citation while loosely copying the text.

If you are blogging about dress history here, especially if you are a small and obscure blog like yours truly, check "Attire's Mind" for stolen content.

It is particularly aggravating since he is clearly going the James Somerton route with this: stealing the work of passionate but little-known creatives, and making an inferior version that incidentally removes citations.

#dress history #fashion history #plagiarism #Attire's Mind #facebook #theft #stolen content #historical men's fashion #i am very pissed off about this because you KNOW this wouldn’t happen to a huge blog #but someone like me with 10 followers is an easy target #please signal boost

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psalmlover · 4 months

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the young martyr by paul delaroche

#christian blog #christianity #catholic #christian faith #catholiscism #theology #catholic art #christian aesthetic #christian art #saint art #spiritual art #religious art #art history #art #artwork #historical art #catholic aesthetic

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historyslittlebish · 23 days

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Hiii, I'd love to submit a request if possible? I love your writing so much :3

Been thinking about King Baldwin iv, and he strikes me as the type of man to absolutely *melt* at head scratches. I'm thinking he's in pain and so tired, but super wired from having to deal with everything that's thrown at him. His wifey comes along, scratches his head, and he is ~out~. (And who doesn't love em: titty pillow???) Hope my rambling makes sense!

-Anon <3

A/n: I barley wrote much but tysm! I really like this idea because as someone who is sensory sensitive in general, its a great feeling. I was told I had really fluffy hair by a girl in my class in 3rd grade and she would spend most of reading time playing with my hair and stuff so yeah. Anyways here's a mini one shot. I hope this is accurate to some degree because again I never saw the movie and I was doing this at 2am soooo

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Warning: insecurities, slight angst, comfort and fluff

Baldwin sighed as he entered his quarters. Parts of his body were sore and aching for a relief of sorts. His eyes wandered towards the bed and he saw your beautiful figure. Your soft H/C hair was being braided by your own hand. After you finished the last of the weaving, you turned and with a soft smile, beckoned your husband to come sit on the bed with you.

Happily, Baldwin obliged and slowly trudged his way over to you and slowly sat down.

As he sat down his muscles felt weak and sore. He let out a pained groan before settling on the bed, relaxing himself.

"My love, are you in pain tonight?" You asked as your hands reached over and gently stroked his clothed arm. Baldwin sighed and looked over to you, his eyes felt wet and he took his only functioning hand and grasped your smaller one with it.

"How can you love a man like me? What do you see in me?" Baldwin asked. He felt his heart ache for a true answer.

"Because you are a great man, you were god's design, you are a kind and strong ruler." You replied as you gently hugged his arm and rested you face on his shoulder.

"Would you like me to soothe you before you sleep?" You asked and you slowly reached to take off the yarmulke from his head while at the same time, hesitantly, Baldwin reached to remove his iron mask.

You both sat in silence as you stared at your dear husband. You smiled and leaned over pressing a kiss to the crown of his head, then beckoning him to lie down on your lap.

He allowed himself to lean into your touch as rested on your thighs.

While gently stroking his deformed face, you began to massage his scalp and stroke his shoulders and back.

There was a deep rumble in Baldwin's chest, a sound of pleasure from whatever sensory he could feel. He slowly lifted himself and pushed you onto the bed and grabbed the blanket to cover the two of you.

He nuzzled himself onto your chest and let out a sigh on content.

You giggled as continued to stroke, massage, and scratch him. He thanked God he is blessed with a woman like you as his wife. He also prayed you would be alright, never contracting the same, awful disease he has.

#history blog #historical blog #history #thanks anon!#anon ask #historical figures x reader #king baldwin iv #history x reader #koh #king baldwin x you #king baldwin x reader #kingdom of heaven #Baldwin x wife reader #x wife reader

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historical-fashion-polls · 2 months

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