#jrotc

[proseka-headcanons]

I'm unfortunately back with another hc :333

Yeah if pjsk was american mafuyu tsukasa an and airi would all be in jrotc (basically the army funds a lot of academic/sport programs and they're structured a lot like the army) and their groups collectively make fun of them on uniform day

(the uniforms are so uncomfortable send help)

Not just the army, but all branches of the military (source: My mom retired last year from the military after 20+ years and is currently working as an airforce jrotc instructor)

I can see Mafuyu being coerced into joining by her mom but An would be having so much fun -🦈

oh aki would make So Much fun of an but an would absolutely 100% be having the time of her life, yeah.

— Mod An 💙

airi would totally do it fs - 💎

#mod ichika #mod an #mod minori #prjsk #project sekai colorful stage #proseca #prosekai #prsk #project sekai #proseka #project sekai colorful stage featuring hatsune miku #project sekai headcanons #proseka headcanons #mafuyu asahina #tsukasa tenma #an shiraishi #airi momoi #jrotc

[niafromheaven]

Yknow what guys?

I have my boyfriend, I have you guys, and I have multiple good loyal friends.

Idc what those people think. And I have people coming to my defense, some that I don't even know or talk to on snap, on their way to report the account.

So it's not all that bad.

Thank you all for your kind words, I've read them, I promise. I always read you guys comments.

I'll be fine :D

I'll be on later. I'm at competition right now and not leaving til 9.

My uniform :D

Love y'all,

Nia.

#i love my boyfriend #i love you guys #i love my friends #stop cyberbullying #cyberbullying #bullying #jrotc drill #jrotc #junior reserve officer training corpse

[7faded7]

Why i want to lose weight -

For a Boy

So He can Look at me and Not be disgusted

So i can model clothes for him

So He can Pick me Up and Put me on counters

So all of His clothes Look huge on me

So i have an Iron defincy and He warms me

So he fianally Starts talking to me again after What i did to him

To Apologize in the only way i can to him

To finally be Friends again

To finally be HIS and His only

#jrotc #proana #tw ana diary #ana trigger #ana rant #ana bllog #tw ed diet #tw disordered eating #ed not ed sheeran #tw restrictive ed #boys #ed not sheeren #disordered eating thoughts #please help #i need to lose so much weight #i need to lose this weight #ed twt #ed tmblr #tw edtwt #ed tings #ed thigpen #ed tag #ana meal #ana problems #njrotc #ana friend #ana pro tips

[m4ndysk4nkovich]

VERY LONG shameless headcanon: rotc ian

so we know that ian joined rotc when he was in 7th/8th grade, but we also know he had a g.i. joe as a kid, and i get that’s not an uncommon toy but it made me decide that ian always wanted to be a soilder.

like, we know that monica was a military brat. her father served for his country, and so she must’ve known a lot about the military. we also know that she hated her father, and frank says that monica’s parents ruined her.

so lets say one day shortly after little debbie gallagher was born grandpa bill (as he insists on being called) goes into the gallagher house, demanding to see his four grandchildren. he’s a very cruel man who judges them for their poverty, but as he starts to ramble on about his experiences in the marines, however, ian is extremely interested unlike the rest of them. he can tell.

ian asks him questions and he answers, and they’re all surpised by the change of tone in grandpa bill’s voice. he sounds much more loving and sweet when talking to ian, monica grumbles something about how he never talked to me like that when i was ian’s age.

grandpa bill leaves the house, complaining about how disgusting it is, and shows up only one more time (the only time after being his daughter’s funeral in twenty years or so) to give ian a present, a g.i. joe.

the gallagher’s didn’t get the luxury of toys, the only other toy that ian had was a teddy bear that he got from the hospital when he was born, which was now missing an eye, some stuffing, and was soaked in piss and sweat. so when ian got this g.i. joe he was so excited and would not let go of it. he kept it in his arms for an entire day, once, while eating breakfast, at school, on the bus, at dinner, in the bath, then to bed. it was his. so when he lost it on the train one day, he started sobbing so hard he was hyperventilating. frank called him a drama queen and monica was too high on coke or whatever she had taken to care, so they refused to go and find it, frank yelled at him for losing it in the first place, saying it was irresponsible. lip ended up somehow getting it back for ian, which made ian love his brother so much more. this was the day ian realized that lip was more paternal than frank was.

he stopped playing with the g.i. joe in third grade, and gave it to carl. when he found it years later it was all melted and gross. in fourth grade, he started playing football and basketball to get stronger for the army. his parents never went to any of his games, but kev and v did. kev was the one who got him onto the teams anyways (he coached basketball and knew the football coach).

in seventh grade, he was able to do jrotc, which he did. and he was great at it. so great that he decided that he was definitely going to not only be a soilder, but an officer. and he would also go to military school, preferably a really good one, like west point. that was around the time when he started doing 200 push-ups before school.

in tenth grade he used is rotc skills to impress linda. the summer before eleventh grade he began studying like crazy for west point, but found out that lip got in. in eleventh grade, he built that “fuckin’ obstacle training course thing” as mickey called it on the roof of an abandoned building. only mickey knew about it. he dropped out before twelfth grade, and didn’t go to west point. he instead joined the military, attempted to steal a helicopter, injured his hand, ran away, and became a stripper. a year later he was in military prison.

when carl gets into military school and starts waking up early and running with ian every morning, ian can’t help but feel a bit jealous because that was supposed to be him. but he pretends that he’s not and watches as his little brother follows in his footsteps- kind of. really the only way he actually follows in ian’s footsteps is by getting rejected from west point, which if carl actually got into, ian might have actually gone insane.

the end that’s a super long headcanon i didn’t even mean for it to be that long i should write a fic on this

#shameless #ian gallagher #headcanon #ian gallagher headcanon #rotc ian gallagher #jrotc #soilder ian gallagher #pre-canon shameless because i love it so much #carl gallagher #monica gallagher #frank gallagher #lip gallagher #debbie gallagher #fiona gallagher #kevin ball #veronica fisher #mickey milkovich #shameless us #gallavich #bill darrgen

[thenib]

Niccolo Pizarro.

#niccolo pizarro #JROTC #american military #history

[yamisiee]

Watching Ninjago in my military class heck yeah.

#ninjago #lmao #jrotc #i am losing my mind #ninjago jay #ninjago kai #ninjago cole #ninjago zane

[daloy-politsey]

While JROTC may foster leadership development for some, what the program undeniably does well is enable military recruitment in high schools. In their public statements, military officials claim that JROTC does not engage in recruiting. But when appearing before Congress, they sing a different tune.

Vice Admiral Norbert Ryan, Chief of Naval Personnel, proudly told the Senate Armed Services Committee in 2002 that approximately 40 percent of those who enrolled in Naval JROTC pursued a career in the military after graduation. “Although predominantly a citizenship program,” he added, “JROTC presents a positive presence in schools and in the public, thereby enhancing Navy recruiting efforts.” In 2019 congressional testimony, Secretary of the Army Mark Esper admitted that JROTC “tends to . . . encourage kids to join the military at higher rates than anywhere else.”

In the most rigorous study of the topic, economists at the Naval Postgraduate School found that JROTC so effectively serves as a turnstile for the military that it is best understood as a form of vocational training. The only difference between JROTC and classes like automotive mechanics, they noted, is that “JROTC prepares students for careers in the military.” Thus, while not technically recruiting youth into the military, the program is important to the military’s operations.

Given recent revelations, educators should reassess their relationship with JROTC, and military officials should come clean about the purpose of this program. In their communication with parents, and their training for high school principals, JROTC leaders should acknowledge what their program is designed to do: prepare America’s children for military service.

#jrotc #military #us politics

[takeustothelakes]

would the seven (plus nico and reyna) like jrotc?

percy - fuck no. actually, yeah, i think he would. if he chose to stick with it, he’d be a pretty good leader.

annabeth - she’s literally battalion commander

piper - no because no pda in uniform and she survives from hugs.

jason - he’s either battalion commander or xo

leo - no, he loves his hair too much to cut it

hazel - nah, uniform makes her feel stuffy

frank - yes! he doesn’t want to be on staff, though

reyna - she runs the program bro

nico - jason forced him to join but he ended up liking it. he’s on staff (maybe s-2) and he’s everyone’s favorite.

#this is coming from an army jrotc kid #i don know anything abt any other branch #heroes of olympus #percy jackson and the olympians #jason grace #reyna avila ramirez arellano #percy jackson #leo valdez #annabeth chase #hazel levesque #frank zhang #nico di angelo #piper mclean #jrotc #army jrotc

[spinpwerr]

‎‧₊˚✧ welcome to my blog!! ✧˚₊‧

hiiii im rylie!! i use she/her and im a minor! i rly like science, music, anime, manga, and my friends! im on my schools jrotc drill team!! i might post infrequently so im sry abt that >_< im always open to message tho! <3

#intro post #girlblogging #blog intro #red velvet #tv girl #a silent voice #haikyuu #jrotc

[matznothere]

today my brother in arms (my bsf (who is a girl) was KIA (she’s sick). she has left this cruel world alone (she’s not at school). i will always remember her (i’ll try to not fuck up my guide on)

#jrotc #mat talks words

[nerdexer]

sad that i won't be able to work on worldbuilding and drawing and stuff because i've been putting off my duties in my JROTC battalion and i'm the battalion publicist and Sergeant Major Responsibility has come a-knockin on my door to deliver my signed death warrant. in simple terms i have to do my job T-T

that is to say, stuff i was working on will be halted for like a few days lol. i'm sure you all would be devastated if any of you knew what my dastardly machinations were in the first place (all of my worldbuilding plans are currently hidden away in an ancient mountainous lair that reeks of centuries of rotting corpses and mysterious forms of life.

as you cautiously feel your way through the cavern---large enough that the torch in your hand cannot illuminate the roof nor further walls of the cavern so you cannot truly know the size of the mountain lair and cold enough for the wind to bite through your thick adventurer's coat---you hear the crunch of bones. not yours---thankfully. but something is in here with you.

you shiver---partly from fear and partly from the cold. you aren't used to this kind of weather nor environment. but you aren't here for the joy of exploration. you're here to uncover the strange and unpredictable goals of a madman. vile goals so spontaneous that not even their creator knows the next step.

months---years? or had it only been days... or mere seconds..?---ago, the lunatic had unabashedly released the location of his terrible plans on his tumblr blog. you've managed to reach the location, but you're having second thoughts now that you're in the heart of evil.

CRUNCH!

There it is again! You spin around in the direction of the sound as fast as you can---but there's nothing. And now you're lost. You've strayed far enough from the entrance that you can't find it anymore. You're sure it's over some bend or incline the cave you went down earlier, but you can't find it anymore. The spin's taken you off course too. You do your best to turn around and face the way you were going. Now there's nothing you can do but press on.

Your eyes nervously scan the imposing, choking darkness. The lick of the flames---such a small and lonely source of warmth---the steady drip, drip, drip of water off of stalagmites, and the wind blowing through the cavern are all you can hear.

You feel your left foot fall into something fleshy. You shriek---don't try to deny it! You did!---and jump backwards. Looking down, you find a boot-shaped impression on a carcass of human flesh. The skull---picked clean---smiles at you. Despite its rather bony appearance, there's quite a bit there... It seems rather new...

Shaking, you continue on. You walk for what seems like days, weeks, months, years, decades, centuries, millennia, ages, eons, eras, periods, epochs, lifetimes of the universe, from explosive starts to whimpering ends, you walk and walk and walk and walk and walk and walk and walk and walk and walk and walk and walk and walk and

suddenly, you stop. Before you is a chest. Like a classic, basic treasure chest. You know the one---brown planks framed with gold and somewhat ornate but not at all too ornate or---God forbid---hard to draw or model. Stooping down suspiciously, you see a paper note pinned into the top by a dagger. It reads, "yeahhh this is nerdexer's bin where he keeps all his important stuff yeahhhhh this is it baby it's all right here"

Too tired to feel excitement, you squat down and inspect the chest. It has a keyhole, so there must be a key. Looking back at the note for any hint of a hint, you notice that the text has changed. It now reads "the key is under the chest by the way"

Lifting the surprisingly light chest, you find a key that seems to match the chest. It's a suitably nondescript key, made from the same gold-like material as the frame of the chest. The bow of the key is a stereotypical circle, the shaft is not ornate at all, and it has two rectangles that could not possibly be effective bits in any key. You lifelessly insert the key into the chest and turn it.

You hear a click and the chest magically pops open. You're startled by the unexpected movement, but you don't have time to react when a blinding light shines from the chest and bright, cheery music begins blasting at you from what seems like inside your own head.

You fall to the ground, overwhelmed, when you hear a few snaps---barely audible under the music. Then you hear a voice from the same direction saying, "Hey, hey, hey. Cut that music out. And that light too. What am I? Made of money?"

The music stops and the light fades out. The only things visible is the floor under you, your hands, and the torch.

...That torch... how come it hasn't gone out? Surely the time you've spent carrying it would have extinguished it, if not the recent drop. What... what is this place..? This isn't normal... is it..?

"Hi! Terribly sorry about that." you hear that voice again. "I haven't gotten around to uninstalling that yet... I really should, huh?" You feel their hand on your shoulder and spin to get a look at them.

It's nerdexer, hazy as ever. He says, "You're probably here for my plans, right? That's the wrong chest."

"Oh," is all you can muster. "W... where's the plan chest?"

"Look behind you."

Turning around, you see that an identical chest has appeared next to the first one. Stumbling up to the note pinned to the identical chest by an identical dagger, you read "this one is the plan chest"

"C-can I look inside..?" you ask tentatively.

"Oh sure!" says nerdexer.

Exchanging the key from keyhole to identical keyhole, the chest pops open. No fanfare this time, but inside, your trembling hands grasp one piece of paper. Written on it were the following words:

"nerdexer's PLANS!!

"

"Yeah... I never really got around to them," he says from behind your back. "Oh well, what the hell!" He rubs his neck and looks around at everything but you.

Silence fills the cavern for a moment. Then nerdexer says, "Oh I'm sorry, I know you were anticipating something more than a blank piece of paper, but really! I never did get around to it! Being battalion publicist is a lot of work when you don't do any work, you know!"

You stare back at him.

"Okay, how about this," he says with earnestness. "If you want something really dramatic, then how about this? Good luck leaving this place... alive!!" He melodramatically extends his arms out to his sides as a menacing tune on an organ plays in your mind.

As you stand there staring at him, he looks around and snaps his fingers. The menacing tune on the organ plays again. But actually, it turns out that the first menacing tune wasn't actually finished and was just in a dramatic silence so now there's two menacing tunes on an organ playing in your head at the same time playing different parts.

Looking around again, he dramatically grabs at the darkness around him and shrouds himself in it. But he accidentally grabs too much of the darkness and then you can see everything again. A bright red emergency exit door is visible right behind him.

"So......" you say, "can I go?"

"Oh yeah sure," nerdexer says. "The exit's... uhhh.. you know..." He started trying to give you directions to the exit but you already saw it and started walking towards it before he started talking, so now he awkwardly stands there gesturing towards the exit door and stammering while you do the same thing and shuffle past him.

And then you leave.)

#the woes of having a position #i can't believe i'm being expected to do my job #this is unacceptable #those three tags were there before this became #microfiction #? perhaps? #i don't know if this counts #hopefully this was interesting to someone #because i just ended up putting off my publicist duties again to type all this #jrotc #yeah im a jrotc kid #you may throw your assortment of rotten vegetables now

[unimatrix-420]

#indoctrination #news #links #high school #education system #jrotc #rotc #military #draft #war #conflict #brainwashing #public schools #low income #racism #classism #class war #antiwar #antigovernment #anarchy #anarchist #anarchism #voluntaryism #socialism #communism #us army #ny times #new york times

[niafromheaven]

So for context, My boyfriend and I have JROTC (Junior Reserve Officer Training Corpse). Only I have it 7th period and he has it 2nd and 6th. But sometimes I go into 6th period just to chill.

Also, I'm in tenth grade and my boyfriends in eleventh for more context. Our JROTC program allows 8th graders to take the class, so they come over to the high school for 6th and 7th period.

Me, sitting in a chair in the JROTC room:*Watching everyone work out because I hurt my back and was saving my energy for next class period when it was my turn*

My boyfriend:Baby!

Me:?

My boyfriend:🤭😘

Me::D 🥰😘

An 8th grader:Awwwww, me next?

My boyfriend:

Me:

My boyfriend:

Me: No.

My boyfriend:But bromance!

Me:YOU ALREADY HAVE ENOUGH BROMANCES, NO MORE 🤣

All jokes guys we know the kid lol

#jrotc #junior reserve officer training corpse #my boyfriend

[kotadafroggy]

TW-SH mentioned

I was walking in the hall at school yesterday, and I had short sleeves on. Some kids were laughing at my scars, calling me “emo”. But I surprised myself. I laughed. That’s because, I don’t care what they say. The past is the past, I’m a different person now. My Self-Harm scars are my battle scars. They represent all I’ve been through, the pain I have overcome, and they show I am stronger now. The person I was then is nothing like who I am now. The person I am now is active in my community. I’m confident. I don’t let what people say get to me. I’m very active in my JROTC program. I’m well on my way to becoming ultimate raider, and drill team commander, and Maybe even battalion commander of my JROTC. The person I am now is strong, I can cope. The person I am now wants to serve my country in the marines. The person I am now wants to help and protect people. The person I am now is a leader, an overcomer, a protector, and the person I am now cares about myself and others. So fuck those kids. Let them laugh all they want. It doesn’t bother me, because I know my story, and I know what I’m capable of now.

#JROTC #self h@rm #self healing #battle story

[corksawmyloins]

born to :3333333 forced to hoorahhhh

#Jrotc #NJROTC

[bonkgoesthecardboardtube]

Kent Mansley is just if Walter Peck was in JROTC in high-school

#iron giant #ghostbusters #jrotc