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There are an estimated 50 000 pregnant women in Gaza, with more than 180 giving birth every day. Without hospitals the chances of survival for mother and child drop drastically

He probably would.

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I’m trying to find this one obeyvme fanfiction where Lucifer is like trying to figure out a punishment for mc and then he found out punishments in the human world, and so he spanks them and then mc ends up moaning from one of the spanks, and so he questions them if they like being spanked, and then he touch’s mc you know what and then it takes a twist. Can someone help me find it.

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My name is Aya, I'm 29 years old. I'm married to Jihad, who is 32, and we have three beautiful children: Abdelrahman (7 years old), Jori (5 years old), and Adam (2 years old). We live in the northern part of Gaza.

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Abdelrahman, Adam, and Jori are the heartbeat of my heart and the light of my life.

Abdelrahman: the lion of the house, the helpful and loving boy to his siblings and family.

Jori: my beloved girl, the one closest to my heart, and my little mini-me.

Adam: my little hero and my spoiled child.

Since the onset of the latest war in Gaza, our home has been completely destroyed, forcing us into displacement. We’ve had to move more than thirteen times in search of safety. During this harrowing journey, we faced severe hunger and malnutrition that nearly took my life and the lives of my children. Additionally, we were exposed to numerous contagious diseases and dangerous epidemics.

Before: This is our home, our dream, and our promising future.

My children have to travel long distances just to get water and stand in line for hours to get food. Their mental health has been shattered by the war, their education has come to a halt, and they have suffered from catastrophic hunger that almost claimed their lives.

After: This is our home, built with our sweat and effort, and it has been completely destroyed.

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My children deserve to live a peaceful life free from fear and anxiety. I dream of your help to support my family and escape this genocide. Your assistance means the world to me and my children.

Your donations can be a beacon of hope for us. Every dollar can help save my children's lives and give them a chance to live in peace. Your prayers for us to overcome this ordeal and lift the siege are greatly needed.

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Nonverbal (Rewrite, I guess)

Pairing: All brothers & MC, Belphegor x MC

Summary: MC goes non-verbal after a panic attack.

Word Count: ~920

Warning(s): mentions of panic attack, going non-verbal as a result of panic attack, a bit of swearing, pet names (hon, lovelies), sound-sensitivity

MC was sitting on the floor, their back pressed against the wall as they slowly calmed down. Any minute now one of the seven demons could barge into their room, yelling that dinner’s ready. Or MC could be lucky and they knock for once or just send a message in the HoL group chat for everyone to see.

As it seems luck was actually on their side today because their D.D.D vibrated next to them on the floor. Satan was on cooking duty today and told everyone to “get their asses into the dining room. Dinner’s ready.” The human answered with the ok-sticker and slowly moved from the floor.

In all honesty, they didn’t want to get up and they really didn’t want to eat but if MC didn’t go, the brothers would worry about them and they didn’t want that.

The panic in them subsided for the most part so they hoped they could endure the brothers’ usual quarrels.

When MC finally reached the dining room, most of the brothers were already there. Belphie and Levi weren’t here yet, meaning Levi probably didn’t see the message because he was playing a new game and Belphie was probably sleeping.

Lucifer asked Beel to get them, so the younger brother couldn’t eat their portion away. That didn’t stop Mammon and Asmo from greeting the human, though. Their voices were full of energy like always and MC couldn’t help but slightly tense up. They recovered quickly and smiled at them while giving the demons a little wave in return as they sat down.

The brothers were confused. Usually, MC would greet them with the same amount of energy and come with a “hello, lovelies!” or something like that back at them. They decided to leave them be for now. Maybe the exchange student was just tired? They looked a bit exhausted after all…

As soon as Beel came back with a sleepy Belphie and a grumpy Levi, everybody started eating. The brothers were all talking together, telling each other how their day had gone. MC didn’t really listen though. They were picking at their food, occasionally taking a bite. It was like they were on autopilot.

Suddenly the voice next to them asked: “Are you alright, MC? You haven’t eaten much.” MC looked at Satan and just nodded. They didn’t feel like talking right now. Maybe they also couldn’t? They didn’t know.

MC’s lack of response however concerned Asmo: “Are you sure you’re alright, hon? You haven’t spoken a word since you’ve been here.” They only nodded again. Satan then decided to ask once more: “Are you 100% sure, MC? You’re usually the last person to be quiet.” MC just gave him an apologetical smile and looked down at their plate. Why couldn’t the brothers leave them be? Why did they have to talk? They just wanted to stand up and go back to their room. Maybe lay down and take a nap? MC was exhausted after all, a nap didn’t sound too bad.

“You’re nonverbal, no?” Levi’s confused voice sounded. Their head snapped up to look at the sea demon in front of them. The human slowly nodded, unsure of the answer themselves. Mammon was really befuddled at that statement: “Huh?! What do you mean you’re nonverbal?” MC tensed and almost whimpered. “Oh, wait. Panic Attack?”

Everyone’s eyes expectantly looked at them. They quickly nodded before crawling under the table. MC was used to the attention of seven demons but that didn’t mean they liked it.

The brothers’ widened eyes looked at each other, not knowing how to react. Belphie groaned and went under the table too, slowly crawling to their rocking form. Their arms were tightly around themselves.

Belphie wasn’t sure what to do and he was glad his brothers decided to keep their eyes at each other or the food and not crawl down too. “Can I touch you?”, He whispered while stretching his arms out.

MC stared at him for a second. In the next they threw their arms around his neck, burying their head into the crook of his neck and using a death grip on Belphie to make sure he couldn’t leave. He slightly chuckled at their eagerness and hugged them back. “Don’t worry. I’m not leaving, MC. I’ll stay right here.”

His hand caressed their back slowly while the other played with their hair. MC was too tired to fight the drowsiness that came over them as they calmed down. Since Belphie didn’t seem to let go anytime soon, they just fell asleep in the arms of the youngest brother under the dining table.

After a while Lucifer looked underneath the table. “Are they alright?”, he asked as he stared at MC’s sleeping form in Belphie’s arms. “Mhm.”, the younger demon nodded, still playing with their hair. Lucifer smiled softly and sat back up, finishing his dinner.

The other brothers soon followed, leaving MC and Belphie sleeping under the table. They would ask the human about it another time. If they prefer, they could talk with MC through the group chat.

After everyone was done eating and put their dishes in the dishwasher, Asmo looked under the table and cooed softly. MC and Belphie were lying on the floor, sleeping. Well, the demon was on the floor, the human was on his chest.

Asmo just had to take a picture and upload it on devilgram! After all, whole devildom had to know how cute his younger brother could be with the beloved exchange student!

A/n: The original was written in second pov☠️ So that is a big difference, plus I “changed” the end a bit and yada yada yada. (Why do I even explain, lol?) Anyways I hope you enjoyed and have a good day/night! :D

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