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Venus/Tulip Oc creator/part-time writer I usually write for fem readers! 18 ageless blogs dni!! I write fanfic ideas but I never write them myself lol

[mosabfamily]

MY EYES ARE SWOLLEN FROM CRYING. I CAN'T SAVE MY WIFE.

Every day I watch her struggle without the urgent treatment she needs. Fear and helplessness overwhelm me, and I don’t know how much longer we can endure this.

My daughters, Alma, Lama, and Lina, ask about their mother and cling to me in fear. I try to stay strong for them, but it gets harder every day.

At the same time, we struggle to meet our basic needs. Food, clean water, medicine, and daily essentials cost more than $200 every day, and we cannot afford this on our own.

Every day donations stop, my fear grows even more. Without your support, we cannot survive, and my family’s future becomes more at risk.

Please, if you are able, donate today. Even the smallest amount can make a real difference for my wife and my children.

If you cannot donate, please share this post. A single share might reach someone who can help.

Please do not leave us to face this alone.

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[abdullahfamily9]

Save my family from hunger

My name is Abdullah Al-Qassab, I’m 27 years old, and I am writing this message with trembling hands and an empty stomach — from Gaza.

Before the war, I had a small travel agency something I built with love, effort, and hope.I dreamed of a simple life… a dignified life.

But the war didn’t just destroy my home and business —it shattered my ability to dream.

Today, I’m not asking for dreams.I’m asking for bread. For water. For life I now live with my family in the open — no walls, no roof, just the cold ground beneath us.

We are in a catastrophic famine.

We go days without food.

We faint in the street from hunger.

Our bodies are giving up.

And still… the world remains silent.

My mother has a heart condition — she needs medicine and special food.

Now she lies in pain, her chest aching, and I have nothing to give her. My grandmother has high blood pressure — worsened by hunger and cold nights.

Her body is shrinking before my eyes.

And me😞?

I’ve collapsed more than once from weakness. From not eating.But I stand up again… because they need me.

What do you call this life?

Sleeping on the dirt… watching your family starve… praying your heart doesn’t stop before help arrives? This is not a life. This is a slow death. To anyone reading this Please… don’t turn away from me.

Help me buy food before we collapse again. Help me get medicine before my mother’s heart gives out.

Help me bring even one moment of comfort to my grandmother before it’s too late.

I’m not asking for luxury.

I’m not asking for comfort.

> I’m begging for survival.

Even the smallest act of kindness could mean the world to us. Please… save us from this hunger.

— Abdullah Al-Qassab

Gaza, Palestine

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[venustulipz]

"Miss Nurse! Do something!"

(You are a nurse working under the 5th company, while you are in the office working, you have a few unexpected and expected visitors!)

You were in your headquarters filling out paperwork for various patients that had visited over the week, prescribing medicine and diagnosing patients. You began to notice a pattern, it was concerning to say the least..

Lohen, the vice captain, visited your office 17 times in a week! You knew he was ruthless when it came to battle, but 17 times? That's ridiculous! The next time he visits, you'll need to have a serious talk with him about safety and precautions!

A long sigh exited your mouth, you continued to fill the paperwork out. But maybe after this, you'll visit lohen on your own! Maybe you can pack a few antidotes and medicine for him so he ca-

Wait, what's all that commotion outside the office? Is someone arguing? Oh dear, what if someone got hurt?! If that's the case then you should help them!

Before you could act, the door to your office burst open, and a few knights came in screaming their lungs out, they scrambled their way behind your desk and started begging for help! Then a familiar voice followed after..

"Oh boysssss! Y'know it's not right to hide behind an innocent person, and it's not just any person, your using our sweet nurse as a shield? Have you no shame~?"

Yep it's who you thought it was.

"V-Vice Captain! Please!! No more training!! And we aren't using Miss y/n as our shield!!"

"Yeah! YEAH! What he said! We admit defeat! WE ADMIT DEFEAT!"

"Please f-forgive us for s-saying that we can b-b-beat you in a 4v1!"

"Let us go, we promise to never bring this up again, we swear to barbatos!"

4v1? Did they challenge Lohen? Oh no, what made them think that would be a good idea? And they're using you as protection from him?

"Awww! But we were starting to have fun! What happened to all that cockiness and pride? I barely left a scratch on any of you yet!"

"EXACTLY! We don't want any injuries! Leave us alone PLEASEEEE!"

"Mmm.. uhm.. Nah! Until one of you guys can give me a good beating, I'm not gonna stop bothering ya! So, you better hop to it!"

"W-Wait! W-we won't be able to do anything if we're in the n-nurses office!"

"Huh? Oh- OH! He's right! We don't wanna go against the nurses wishes right? She said no fighting in her room!"

"You wouldn't wanna hurt her feelings! Ri- Right captain..?"

They weren't wrong, you did make a rule for no fighting.. but knowing Lohen, he'll find a way to bend the rules a bit.

"Ahh! So that was the reason why you ran inside here! Hehe.. you think she's gonna save you? How sweet! But those rules don't apply to you guys. You remember what I told you on your first day right..?"

"Uh.. uhm. T-To not interrupt miss y/n d-during her paperwork s-sessions.."

"Mhm, and what did you naughty men just do..?"

"GAH! We're sorry vice captain! We- we didn't mean to interrupt her!!"

"But that's not fair! We didn't know she was in here doing paperwork!"

"Too late for apologies don'tcha think? Once we get out of here, I've got a few 'exercises' for you guys to do.. it'll be a fun punishment..!"

Huh? When was that a rule?! He never told you That directly! Hmph. What a ridiculous rule! Well, here's another problem you have to deal with.

"Lohen, honey, there's no need to be so rough on these guys, after all they're new! Besides, I wasn't that busy, so it's fine! Also, what is that rule you came up with? That they can't come to me during paperwork sessions? How silly! What made you come up with that?"

"Well, you can say that it's me looking out for you sugarplum! Whenever the knights get in trouble with me, they always come running to you for help, like now! I wanna make sure my favoriteeee nurse is unbothered and comfortable~!"

Huh?! What kind of rule-? This man and his antics.. oh my goodness. How does he come up with stuff like this?

"I- uh. No! You can't do that! Don't give them unfair training because of that! No one knew I was doing paperwork!"

"Shhhhh.. There's no need to worry sweetie! I won't be too harsh on them! C'mon boys! I need another 15 sets of push-ups and sit-ups from all of ya!"

all four of the men groaned and whined loudly, their plan for protection was a failure. Great. Now it's another set of pure agony and despair.

"Ah- wait! Lohen! Get back here this instant!"

"Nope! No can do! I'll see you after I'm done with the training sesh.. hehe. See ya soon sugarplum!"

And just like that, he's gone.. oh those poor men. First they decided to challenge him, then they tried to hide? They're only fueling Lohens sadistic fantasies!

Though, you couldn't get your mind off that rule that Lohen made. He wanted you to be unbothered? And comfortable? You didn't know how to feel, but your heart felt lighter.. what a weird feeling.

Augh.. you'll deal with the feelings later. You have paperwork to get back to!

(I got lazy as at the end. It's like 6am for me rn and I need to go to bed 🙃)

[beardeddetectivepaper]

[venustulipz]

imagine Lohen with a partner who is a baker with healing abilities!

You are a sweet, kind baker who lives on the outskirts of Mondstadt! Your home is also your workplace, your bakery! It's a cozy, welcoming environment and most of the knights of favonious visit to relax and enjoy your pastries!

But your pastries contain a special ingredient! No. It's not poison. It's your healing magic! Since you aren't on the battlefield with others, you wanted to incorporate your healing ability in a helpful way, and since you loved baking, you decided to combine the two together!

Everyone in Mondstadt was aware and grateful for how lovely you were!

And.. everyone included that one guy.

Vice Captain Lohen of the 5th company.

You had no issues with him, but you've heard the rumors about him. He was a sadomasochist who always has a taste for blood and battle.. They talked about him like he was a campfire story or urban legend! You haven't met him yourself, but surely those rumors were just rumors. Right?

That was until you got to see him first-hand.

It was another peaceful night at your home, and you were just finishing with closing the bakery for the night! But you begin to hear strange noises from outside. It was unexpected and unnerving considering that this rarely happens, but when it does.. it doesn't mean anything good. So, you took a small peek out your window to see what was happening. And what you saw was... something.

It was Lohen! And he was fighting a horde of monsters by himself! Oh my goodness, he could get seriously hurt! Or worse!

You ran to the kitchen to grab a knife and ran to the scene as fast as you could! Hopefully Lohen was okay and you weren't too lat-

Ah-

It looks like he dealt with the horde by himself, all the monsters are down! You looked a bit ridiculous with the knife in your hand.

But Lohen looks bruised up! You ran to him and offered to patch his wounds with ointments and your special cream puffs and he accepted your offer!

Bruises and all, Lohen was smiling, he had a real goofy smile too.. does he not care about his wounds? Or is he used to this?

You sat him down and began to clean his wounds gently, during the cleaning, the two of you begin to talk! You asked him why he was fighting a bunch of monsters at night.. he responded: "I was going on a nightly stroll! Nothing out of the ordinary! These cream puffs are amazing by the way! I like the tingling sensation it gives.. hehe."

Lohen didn't want to admit it out loud but it felt so, so.. good. And your pastries were divine! He didn't know that they could also heal his wounds! He's so happy that he got to meet you, even if it was like this! You were so kind and gracious to him!! What a sweetheart! Your like a bunny surrounded by a bunch of wolves..

So this was the famous baker everyone was talking about! What a silly way for the two of you to meet! Maybe he should lure a horde of monsters in front of your bakery so he can come in and save you!! Then afterward, you can take care of him.. he wants to feel your warm, Soft fingers trail over his burning wounds again and again!!

[mhgaza8]

This is the reality we are living in. Our tent is flooded, the cold is unbearable, and we are struggling just to stay dry.

My family and I have nothing but thin plastic to protect us. Please, if you can, help us with anything. Your support can keep us warm and safe.

Please donate

Help Mahmoud Survive in Gaza

Hello, my name is Karina. I'm organizing this campaign for Mahmoud Alhallaq, whose previous campaigns have been shut down or have had their

[mhgaza8]

This is the reality we are living in. Our tent is flooded, the cold is unbearable, and we are struggling just to stay dry.

My family and I have nothing but thin plastic to protect us. Please, if you can, help us with anything. Your support can keep us warm and safe.

Please donate

Help Mahmoud Survive in Gaza

Hello, my name is Karina. I'm organizing this campaign for Mahmoud Alhallaq, whose previous campaigns have been shut down or have had their

[saja-55]

Everything changed the day Amira was born. The world outside was collapsing — bombs, dust, screams, and fear. Yet inside a small room, by the dim light of a single candle, a new life began. While others were running for shelter, I was holding my newborn daughter, trembling, crying, trying to believe that something so pure could still exist in a place like Gaza. I named her Amira, because I wanted her to feel like a child of life —not a child of war.

  A year has passed since that night, but nothing has really changed Our house is still rubble, our streets still carry the smell of smoke, and the sky still echoes with sounds that make Amira flinch in her sleep. She has just turned one. She’s learning to walk, holding my finger with her tiny hand, laughing at the smallest things — as if she doesn’t see the destruction around her. She doesn’t know the word “loss.” She never met her father, but when she smiles, I see him there. Sometimes I watch her sleeping, and I wonder what kind of world she will grow up in — whether she will ever know what peace feels like, what home smells like. And yet, when she opens her eyes in the morning and says “mama,” everything becomes bearable again. I want to rebuild our home. Not just for the walls — but for her future. For Amira to have a small room, a safe place to dream, a life that belongs to her, not to war. I’m not asking for much. Only for a chance to give her a beginning filled with warmth instead of fear

Help Saja Rebuild a Life After Everything Fell Apart

My name is Saja. I am a mother, a wife, and just one of many women in Gaza trying to hold on — to hope, to my family, and to a life that no

 A Mother’s Message

To everyone reading this — thank you for listening to our story. Your kindness means more than words. Every share, every message, every donation — it all helps me rebuild not just a house, but a future for Amira. From the heart of Gaza, from a mother learning to hope again — we will live. And I will make sure my daughter grows up in a world that knows love more than war.

[saja-55]

Everything changed the day Amira was born. The world outside was collapsing — bombs, dust, screams, and fear. Yet inside a small room, by the dim light of a single candle, a new life began. While others were running for shelter, I was holding my newborn daughter, trembling, crying, trying to believe that something so pure could still exist in a place like Gaza. I named her Amira, because I wanted her to feel like a child of life —not a child of war.

  A year has passed since that night, but nothing has really changed Our house is still rubble, our streets still carry the smell of smoke, and the sky still echoes with sounds that make Amira flinch in her sleep. She has just turned one. She’s learning to walk, holding my finger with her tiny hand, laughing at the smallest things — as if she doesn’t see the destruction around her. She doesn’t know the word “loss.” She never met her father, but when she smiles, I see him there. Sometimes I watch her sleeping, and I wonder what kind of world she will grow up in — whether she will ever know what peace feels like, what home smells like. And yet, when she opens her eyes in the morning and says “mama,” everything becomes bearable again. I want to rebuild our home. Not just for the walls — but for her future. For Amira to have a small room, a safe place to dream, a life that belongs to her, not to war. I’m not asking for much. Only for a chance to give her a beginning filled with warmth instead of fear

Help Saja Rebuild a Life After Everything Fell Apart

My name is Saja. I am a mother, a wife, and just one of many women in Gaza trying to hold on — to hope, to my family, and to a life that no

 A Mother’s Message

To everyone reading this — thank you for listening to our story. Your kindness means more than words. Every share, every message, every donation — it all helps me rebuild not just a house, but a future for Amira. From the heart of Gaza, from a mother learning to hope again — we will live. And I will make sure my daughter grows up in a world that knows love more than war.

[rosesrumble]

With a heavy heart..

Today I'm sharing a very painful story. If you can share it, it might save my brother's life.

@hazemsuhail

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Please reblog/share this!!!

[rosesrumble]

Hello, how are you?

I hope I haven't bothered you.

Please donate to me, I desperately need a donation right now, even if it's just $10

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"I am Eslam from Gaza, 30 years old, a mother of two girls, and eight months pregnant. I used to work as a children's teacher, and my husband, Rasmi Abu Al-Rish, was a businessman before all his projects and the branches of his three centers in Gaza, Khan Younis, and Rafah were destroyed.

We lack the most basic necessities of life. We suffer from malnutrition and high prices. My daughter, Alma, needs milk and diapers. I need medicine, tonics, and nutritional supplements amid the famine and malnutrition we are suffering from. I hope that everyone who can donate will help me and my family."

Last year, I made a post in support of Eslam and her family, but she sadly is still in dire need of aid. The campaign link of my old post is outdated, please support her in the new one. Every donation counts.

As of 7:50pm September 23, 2025 (GMT+8) only $156 raised out of $25,000

Save Eslam and Her Family From Gaza

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@eslamfam3 @eslamfamily0

[venustulipz]

Everything is better with you.

Today was another beautiful day.

It was always beautiful.

Because of you.

It was always because of you.

You.

You.

You.

Lohen couldn't be happier. He felt more than happiness with you.

With you, he didn't need to feel like he had to fight to feel alive. You made him alive.

Life isn't perfect, neither is he. He has no idea why someone as generous and kind as you would fall for a disgusting freak like him.

You said that you loved his honesty and how he was dedicated to his role to protect.

You said you loved him because of his confidence.

You said you loved him because of his benevolence.

You said you loved how he didn't hide who he was.

You said that you loved him for being him.

He hated it when he thought about your death. Of course, death comes to all. But he wants to live in this delusion that the two of you will live together. Happily. Forever and ever. Pure bliss. Pure joy. Only joy.

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No.

This isn't right.

He is a fool to think that death would stop just because the two of you were in love.

He of all people should know that death never stops. Never.

And it didn't stop for you.

It had been half a year since your sudden death.

4 months before your death, you were diagnosed with a deadly disease that had no cure, but there were treatments that could help with lowering the severity of the disease. There was hope, though that hope twisted into despair as the treatments were not helping.

He told you to not give up.

You said it wasn't giving up. It was acceptance.

No.

He didn't want this. Neither did you.

But unlike you, he couldn't accept this. He still can't.

He visits your grave whenever he can. Sometimes he comes with gifts. Other times he sits down and talks to you.

And sometimes, he sees you in the cottage you used to live in. It is old and abandoned, but when he catches those glimpses of you, the cottage looks as if it's alive and new.

It hurts. Even after all this time. It still hurts. Why couldn't he die with you?

But he knows that you wouldn't want that. You would want him to continue to live, to keep going. And he will continue to carry on your wish. Even if it hurts, he'll do it for you.

[venustulipz]

Lohen's devotion.

Lohen is absolutely devoted to you. The relationship that the two of you share is unbreakable in his eyes.

You won't ever have to worry about his loyalty fading away or his love! It's unwavering! He would do anything for you if you asked him too! He might as well kiss the ground that you walk on..

Some will call him a freak, others will call it obsession, but he'll take it as a compliment!

After all, obsession is just another form of love, right?

[venustulipz]

Physical touch with Lohen.

Lohen adores physical touch. He loves holding your hands, hugging your waist, and caressing your cheeks. His body is cold. Your body is warm. You are like a fire, and his frozen heart unthaws slowly whenever he is around you. Oh, you're so sweet to him. Please, don't ever leave him.

If you do, his heart will grow cold and dead again.

[hazemsuhail]

He survived death under the rubble, should we let him die now because he lacks his medicine? 🥺 My entire family was injured, but my brother Samer is in the most critical condition. I am not asking for much; this small donation is literally the "line between life and death" for Samer. Please, be the voice he has lost... donate to save him, or share this post to reach those who can help. 🙏 GoFundMe

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[titties09]

Any donation helps!!

[hazemsuhail]

A little help can make a big difference!!

[dreamers-de-ath]

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[venustulipz]

Just a lil drabble for soft Lohen x Reader

''How can someone as kind and sweet as you be with Lohen?! He's crazy and deranged!" "Y-Yeah! That guy is a problem! Why the hell would Grandmaster Varka allow him to be with the Knights of Favonius?"

''Y/N.. you should be careful around him. He could hurt you! Or worse!" You've heard it all before. Lohen is untrustworthy. He's scary. He'll hurt you. But you didn't bother to indulge in it. You knew it was false. Because you saw the side of him that he doesn't show to anyone else.

Behind the bloodthirsty, battle-crazed Lohen, there was a soft and tender Lohen. He enjoyed the silence with you and loved it whenever your fingers intertwined with each other. He adored it when you combed his hair with your soft fingers. And he could feel his heart melt whenever you hummed your sweet tune to soothe his mind.

Everyone else sees surface-level Lohen. The sadomasochist who gets a thrill from battle. That's the one everyone is used to. If they saw how Lohen was with you, they would lose their marbles.