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Democracy in a nutshell
Democrats are fighting for elections 2024
Republican are fighting for elections 2024
Israel controls the USA.
USA bomb and kill Palestinans.
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antifainternational · 6 months
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liberalsarecool · 4 months
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Selling out America to our biggest enemies is not an issue for Republicans/Conservatives as long as Trump supports white supremacy and patriarchal fascism.
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rejectingrepublicans · 2 months
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reality-detective · 2 months
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Let's circle back 🤔
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Jack Posobiec advocates treason, and the people at CPAC cheer him! Pay attention, America!
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dumblr · 5 months
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Loved you at your worst, but that didn't matter.
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ourdadai · 3 months
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cantora [ olivia rodrigo ] lockscreens ♡
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morlao · 2 months
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Traitor
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▪︎Luke Castellan x fem!reader
▪︎daughter of Ares
(the story takes place during the last PJ book -> you, Annabeth, Percy and Grover have just entered Olympus and are about to meet Luke/Kronos)
Warnings:
• mentions of blood
• no happy ending
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You freeze as you spot him.
Those striking eyes, once loving and gentle, now cold and distant. The single strands of hair, that fall into his face. God, you loved playing with his hair while lying in his lap. Or running your hands through his hair while kissing him.
“Luke” It has been a while since you last said his name. You try to avoid it as good as possible, as it leaves a bitter taste on your tongue since the day he turned out to be a traitor. Damn, that day was still as present as ever…
Percy lying in bed in the infirmary and telling you all about Luke´s betrayal… you standing next to his bed, not believing a single word he said… not until you noticed that Luke had disappeared.
In that moment your heart broke so violently, that you still wonder how it was possible that nobody heard it. Your perfect world broke apart within seconds.
Luke was your first everything. The first person you met at camp. The first person you trusted. The first (and only) person who you have ever been in love with. Your first kiss. Your first boyfriend. Your first time. And the first person who broke your heart.
Of course the whole camp was also very suspicious of you. You were Luke´s girlfriend – everyone knew that. The two of you were as close as one could be, so if he was a traitor, you had to be one as well, right?  They branded you the spy and avoided talking to you for months. How was that fair?
If it hadn´t been for Percy, Annabeth and Silena – who constantly comforted you, kept acting normal around you and scolded other campers who terrorized you – you would have run away a long time ago. Camp Half-Blood no longer felt like home.
Luke, your boyfriend. Luke, the traitor. It was damn hard to believe that they were the same person.
Of course you also blamed yourself. You were his girlfriend, you should have paid more attention! You knew that something was going on with him. 
You felt that he acted slightly different, even though he tried not to show it to you. He has never spoken about the gods with respect or fascination, but it was the first time that he sounded this bitter.
“They don´t care about us, Y/N” he told you while you were sitting at the shores of the lake.
“Who?” you asked, your feet dangling just inches above the cool water.
“The gods… they are cruel and selfish…they always let teens fight their battles”
In that moment you thought that he referred to the scar he got on his quest. In retrospect, he probably meant much more. Did he think of betraying the camp back then?
From that day on, you lost him more each and every day. He still spent most of his time with you, he still kissed you and made you laugh but then he also seemed so distracted, so distant.
"Dont worry, princess. I just had a bad dream", he told you every time you noted that he looked stressed.
You took his hand, softly stroking his palm with your fingers. "You know you can talk to me about it"
He just smiled, wrapping his arms around you and burying his face in your neck. "I know, my love"
Before, he has never avoided these topics. You remember feeling like you couldn't get to him anymore. And then – suddenly he was gone. Disappeared without a word.
The first time you saw him again was roughly three months later. He was lying in wait for you when you were just leaving the camp to visit your mother. He jumped out of the shadows and grabbed your arm, nearly giving you a heart attack.
At first you were afraid. Afraid of the boy you had loved with all your heart – and probably still did.
But he didn´t come to hurt you, instead he tried to convince you to run away with him, to join Kronos with him. He tried more than once – to be honest you lost count of how many times he tried – but every time you rejected him.
The gods aren´t perfect, but fighting against them is not the right way to go. Doing so would cause the exact opposite of what he actually wants to achieve.
You could clearly remember the last time he spoke to you, maybe five or six months ago.
“Y/N, please! I love you! Take my hand, come with me! You know that I fight for the right thing!”
Now you stand in front of him again. Well… you´re not sure if that even was Luke anymore. How much control does Kronos have over him?
Slowly he turns towards you. “Y/N” Luke´s voice is shaking. He seems to be fighting an internal battle, which Kronos wins.
As Percy and Annabeth start talking to him and trying to talk sense into him, you just stand there, petrified, not knowing what to say. Were there even words to say in such a situation? If yes, then Kronos doesn´t give you the time to speak them.
He attacks and the three of you give your best to keep him at bay. In the meantime Grover plays the flute, trying his best to support you.
You clutch your sword. For the first time in your life you truly hate fighting. You are as brilliant and intimidating as usual – of course you are – but still you hate fighting against the boy who once owned your heart. With every blow and every stab you are afraid of hurting him.
Maybe you are too soft to be the daughter of Ares. Would he understand or would he be disappointed?
During the fight Annabeth constantly tries to talk to Luke/Kronos. About Thalia, about their time before camp. Sometimes one might think that a small glimpse of Luke shines through.
A firm blow hits Annabeth and throws her across the room. She was lucky that it was only Kronos´ arm and not his blade. She could have been dead in a second.
“Luke” she tries to speak, but she almost can't get a sound out.
“Annabeth”, you shout, as you understand what she is trying to do. Her grey eyes search for yours, begging you silently. You give her a reassuring nod. Truly, a brilliant girl.
You gather all your strength and step forward. “Luke! Luke, can you hear me? I know, you´re still there.”
Kronos freezes and watches you, giving Percy the chance to scurry over to Annabeth.
Trying to suppress the tears that well, you force yourself to smile. You try to remember all the beautiful moments that you and Luke shared. Holding hands while walking around camp, watching the sunsets while enjoying some snacks, gentle kisses while sitting around the campfire.
You don´t want to believe that this Luke was gone. He has to still be there, somewhere underneath the monster that Kronos created.
“Do you remember my birthday?”, you ask him, while watching him intensively to see whether that triggers a reaction in him. “A few days before, I had told you about the chocolate chip muffins that my grandma used to make. You baked them for me, remember? And on my birthday you came to wake me up really really early in the morning. Clarisse almost murdered you for throwing pebbles on the cabin window, remember?”
You chuckle as you figuratively see your sisters face in front of you. Gods, on that day even you were afraid of her.
“You wanted to watch the sunrise together, remember? At our spot.” You search for a sign, for any sign, that Luke hears you. That he is still there. “The spot where you first kissed me. Do you remember that? The shore of the lake.”
Kronos´ expression changes. “Y/N”
Luke! Your heart skips a beat as you hear his voice. Is it enough? Have you gotten through to him?
He stumbles towards you, trying to suppress Kronos for at least a few seconds.
“Do you remember the gift you gave me?” You ask, your voice now lively, excited even.
Slowly Luke nods. “The silver bracelet with the forever symbol.”
“Exactly!” You laugh out, the first tears streaming down your face. “You want to see it?”
Luke´s eyes widen. “You still have it? You… you kept it, even though I…”
“Of course I kept it.” You roll up your sleeve and show it to him. You thought about throwing it away a few times, but you never had the heart to do it.
Maybe you kept it as a reminder that the time with Luke was real, maybe because something deep inside you hoped that one day you would wake up from this nightmare and find out that all of this was just a dream. A really bad dream.
Luke looks at you, frowning deeply. You notice how hard he tries to not let Kronos break through. How much longer can he keep this up? A few seconds? One minute?
"Do you still love me?”, he finally manages to say.
You look at him. His eyes. His beautiful eyes. “Yes, I always did.”
“Enough!” Kronos´ voice echoed across the room. Luke lost control. Something dark hisses through the air and shortly afterwards you feel a sharp pain shooting through your body.
At first you don´t realize what happened, you only hear Annabeth and Percy scream. Then your legs give away and you fall to the ground. Blood. On your hands, on your shirt.
The sound of clashing weapons. Annabeth and Percy have thrown themselves back into the fray in an attempt to push Kronos away from you. They scream Luke´s name, trying to help him get control again.
The image blurs before your eyes. The wound is too deep. Too much blood.
“Y/N!” Luke. He managed to suppress Kronos. Hopefully longer than a few seconds.
Annabeth and Percy look at you, tears streaming down their faces. They hesitate, not wanting to come too close as they want to give you and Luke some privacy. Nevertheless they stand ready if Kronos takes over again. 
Immediately Luke hurries over to you and falls down on his knees beside you.
It became more and more exhausting to keep your eyes open. “Luke” you manage to whisper, your voice breaking.
“I´m here.” His voice is as soft as you remember it. As soft as it was on the day he told you he loved you for the first time.
You try to lift your hand, but you don´t have the strength to do so.
“Please don´t die”, he whispers as he slowly starts stroking your hair. He keeps repeating his words, begging you, begging the gods, begging Kronos.
You blink and try your best to smile. However, due to the pain that rushes through your body, it becomes more of a grimace.
“I love you, Y/N”, Luke tells you, unable to hold back his tears, “Please forgive me”
And as you close your eyes you can feel his lips softly kissing yours.
Faith. Even though all these years he has made the worst decisions one can ever make, you're sure he's finally going to do the right thing.
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trump666traitor · 1 month
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rickmctumbleface · 2 months
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Happy Traitor Day to those who celebrate.
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If you vote blue all the way down the ballot we can take back the House of Representatives and send MAGA Mike to the trash bin of history.
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liberalsarecool · 3 months
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The guilt of Jan 6th is on all Republicans.
They did it. They know they did it.
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