Well lemme just tell you a lil’ about this Michigan Native!
Born and raised in Troy, Michigan. Her parents signed her up as a kid to Rec, went to 5 tryouts but didn’t make a team until one needed a back-up. Eventually became a starter and from then out performed for her team. In high school,
she was named to the all-state first team, the all-district first team, the all-conference first team, and all-region first team. She then attended the University of Michigan! Go Blue!
She had a terrific career at Michigan. During her best season, which was her 1st after a season ending injury her freshman year, Kopmeyer led the Big Ten in saves (56), save percentage (.862) and saves-per-game (5.60) during conference play while topping the conference in overall save percentage (.848) and sharing the lead in saves (95). She played in 16 games, making 15 starts and set the school rookie record for shutouts with six. She was awarded the University of Michigan Athletic Academic Achievement Award for the second year running and earned Academic All-Big Ten honors.
After 4 incredible seasons, this Michigan product, to her surprise, was drafted 31st overall by the Seattle Reign in 2013. Kopmeyer didn’t believe she’d even be drafted and thus already had plans working somewhere else in marketing. She even watched the 2013 NWSL draft until the 29th pick and stopped there and went to work bc she thought she wasn’t going to be drafted only to get a call from her father to which she started bawling.
Unfortunately, she was released from the team due to league roster constraints; however she was re-signed by the team for the 2014 season to back up Hope Solo.
In 2014, as back up to Hope, Kopmeyer believed it was a year she and Hope had began their relationship which was ‘massive’ , in her own words, in the sense that she had the opportunity to grow and learn from the best goal keeper in the world. She finally had someone who believed in her and thus from there on out kept improving as a GK.
On her first ever start in 2014, something only our Kop would do, she went to the wrong goal and so ran the entire field to get to the right one.
However, she did keep a clean sheet and the unbeaten streak while bringing the club to its fifth shutout in twelve games. Not to mention, some really good saves
Kopmeyer has been the back up since 2014 but in the years 2015-17, she’s taken a bigger role as Hope is in rehab now and taken a break from football. She is now the No.1 and has been putting on stellar performances for the Reign.
From being rejected as a kid in rec games, to starting in the wrong goal as a professional to being Player of the Week and now Seattle Reign’s No.1, Haley Kopmeyer is a Seattle Reign FC Original and forever a gem to our team.
I wanted to write this as a sort of time capsule, so that you would know how your mother was at sixteen and what I expect of you as my daughter.
I love music and singing, and I expect I’ll put you for music classes early on, unless you don’t like singing and composing which is completely okay.
You can quit and join karate or anything you want.
I won’t force you, instead I’ll let you find your own path in life, like my mom let me.
You wanna ride horses? Cool. I liked that too.
You wanna go for kickboxing and learn how to defend yourself? Cool.
You wanna do ballet and enthrall the audience with your magnificent coordination? Amazing.
Anything you want to do babe, I am hundred percent right behind you.
I am big on reading as well, and this may sound odd, but unlike dancing or singing, I would very much adore it if you loved reading as much as me.
I will introduce it gently of course, by telling you adventure stories I wrote for you, about bears and fairies, and any thing you like.
Then I would introduce all sorts of new books, the same ones my mom introduced to me,Malory Towers, St. Claires, Tin-Tin’s, Secret Seven and so on.
If you don’t like reading, I understand.
I hope you do, though.
I am really sorry but you may or may not have my acne.
I am so sorry, I know how much you suffer trying to talk to that cute boy who’s the next Zac Efron, or how hard you try to cover it up.
Or how much you cry over something that someone said about your skin.
I wish I could change things in that department but I can’t. You have combination skin just like me, and it only gets better everyday, and soon enough a beautiful sense of maturity and compassion will bloom, like those Violets you adore.
You might deal with a lot of appearance issues, and trust me, even all the way back in 2017, we still have them.
Let me tell you this, your weight is just the relationship you have with gravity.
It doesn’t define your intellect, beauty, the amount of love you can give to the universe around you.
W=m x g
That’s all weight is.
So eat that pizza, gobble that pancake and never starve yourself.
I am not saying don’t be healthy and exercise, oh no, but its okay to be kind to yourself once in a while.
I am not going to say I am not going to behind your grades, or behind you to keep them up, but I will give you a chance to improve if you mess up, which you will and thats okay.
To me, do what you love.
Do something that keeps you happy, something that keeps you interested.
Do something that makes you excited to walk into work.
I hope I am doing the same honestly.
To me, education is not just about books and grades, and the colleges you get into.
I’ve probably taken you to so many places in the world, and all that you’ve learned, all the food you’ve eaten, all the cultures you’ve experienced, that is what you have truly experienced. Of course, it won’t pay your bills and it sure as hell won’t help you get to college, but it will make you better citizens of this earth, better human beings, more accepting, less judgmental.
Oh my, honey, you are going to fall so hard.
For a broken boy with broken promises.
With the talented singer.
With the most popular boy in school.
With someone half way across the world.
In the end, after everyone, you will realize you don’t need to settle for someone who makes you feel terrible about yourself, you just need someone who treats you like the princess you are.
Trust me, its not the prettiest or the most popular that gets to be the keeper of your precious heart.
Of course, if you decide you don’t want to be in a relationship, that’s great.
You’re a strong independent woman who doesn’t need anyone to tell her how downright amazing she is.
(feminist alert! haha)
They are going to break you, shatter you, make you feel like you can never love again.
You will love again though.
Again and again.
(You can change the genders above to suit you)
I expect by the time you are old enough to realize who you love, who you’re attracted to, it won’t matter.
I hope for Goodness sakes, we live in progressive times.
If we don’t, I will love you no matter what, if you’re bi, demi, gender fluid or anyone.
I will love you the same.
Coming out will be the easiest thing you will ever have to do, I promise.
Well, I am an agnostic, but if you decide that you want to follow a religion I will allow it.
Preferably Hinduism because that would make my mom and dad, (your grandma and grandpa happy) but if its Buddhism, Christianity or any religion, be my guest.
Explore, decide and tell me.
I will respect you if you decide to believe in a higher power, because I think that takes a certain amount of strength.
I might get mad at you, scream, cry and you have to realize I am not perfect.
Far from it.
I just want you to be a nice, respectful and loving human being.
Your grades and talents are secondary to me.
Sure I might not buy everything you want me to, but I promise I will provide you with everything you need.
I need to leave now, but it’s been great getting to know you,
this is sixteen year old me signing out.
what yoongi says: jimin is the luckiest guy there is i’ve been having so much luck ever since debut
what yoongi means: im the luckiest person alive to be on the same planet as park jimin, i’m so lucky i get to call him mine and only mine, he is the most Beautiful human being ever, [chokes up] how did i get so lucky as to meet this wonderful angel too precious for this world. i’m So luck y. i l ove h im so much 💕💖💘
I am heartbroken that today President Trump is closing the door on children, mothers and fathers fleeing violence and war. I am heartbroken that America is turning its back on a proud history of welcoming refugees and immigrants — the people who helped build your country, ready to work hard in exchange for a fair chance at a new life.
I am heartbroken that Syrian refugee children, who have suffered through six years of war by no fault of their own, are singled-out for discrimination.
I am heartbroken for girls like my friend Zaynab, who fled wars in three countries — Somalia, Yemen and Egypt — before she was even 17. Two years ago she received a visa to come to the United States. She learned English, graduated high school and is now in college studying to be a human rights lawyer.
Zaynab was separated from her little sister when she fled unrest in Egypt. Today her hope of being reunited with her precious sister dims.
In this time of uncertainty and unrest around the world, I ask President Trump not to turn his back on the world’s most defenseless children and families.
Bang Yongguk, what can I say - I’m sad that I can’t remember the exact moment I made him my bias…It was probably when I came across a post on his charity work because if that isn’t fucking inspiring I don’t know what is. Anyway, here are my top Yongguk moments that really stuck with me (warning, some will make you cry):
10. His charity work and love for kids, that influenced the BABY fandom in the best way
11. Every gummy byg smile and laugh there ever was
There are so many more favorites ~ I can’t list them all and I didn’t even start on his relationships with the others. He’s a precious human being who deserves all the love and every good thing in the world.
Day Six: Jemma & Catherine Appreciation // Prompt: Smut
‘Jemma’s laugh is renowned throughout the industry and keeps us all going. You can hear it all around the building, it is the most - Jemma laughs - is just the greatest laugh ever’
These two women are so cute and sweet as candy floss! They support all that is right in the world and represent all of us in the most amazing and delightful way ever! I had the pleasure to meet Catherine and it was for real an amazing, magical moment what a nice, sweet and talented human being she is!! Total queens!!!
Hi, so I tried to see if you've been asked this before but I didn't see it. What is your favorite part about being a vet? Like what makes you wake up every morning loving it? And then what would you change about it if you could? I'm trying to aim my sights on vet school. I shadowed a vet for a time, and I really loved watching the surgeries.
Wake up every morning loving it? I don’t.
Maybe that’s the wrong answer, but it’s the truth.
As the saying goes in veterinary medicine: It’s not all puppies and kittens, it’s an awful lot of death and diarrhea.
There are lots of negatives in veterinary medicine, and you happen to have caught me in a rather burnt out state so the negatives come to mind easier than the positives.
And yet, despite the lengthy list in my brain, I simply couldn’t imagine myself doing anything else with my life. I like going to work, solving problems (some problems people weren’t even aware existed) and being able to improve human and animal lives in some way. That bond between a human and their animal is precious and beautiful, and anything that can be done to improve, extend or protect it is worthwhile. It’s not just about the animals themselves.
Dealing with people is the most challenging and draining part of being a veterinarian. My life would be an awful lot easier if the patients just showed up with a problem list and a credit card, no questions asked. But that’s not the way the world works. Animals are also considered property, and often have a final upper limit for what owners can afford on their care.
If I could change one thing, and only one thing, about my industry, then I would make the general public see us more as humans and less as either faces of ‘big medicine’ or corporations or infallible robots that don’t feel or need rest.
The realities of vet life burn so many of us, and we have normalized this fact, rightly or wrongly. Mental health is a major issue in our industry, and while I wouldn’t necessarily dissuade anyone from this career because of it, I would prefer you all be forewarned and forearmed.
summary: imagine mingyu literally fucking around but always having you by his side no matter what - and him realizing it.
author notes: bryson tiller songs like these got me in the mood and i thought that mingyu would be the perfect dumbass for this type of thing to happen. lowercased format is intended and if not comfortable with what i’ve written read at your own risk.
In light of recent events, I think this post should definitely be made. It’s important to remind those around you, those you care about how much they mean to you. I’d like to encourage everyone, not just those who are mentioned in this post, to reach out when things get rough. I’m not always the best to talk to, but if you need someone to talk, I’m always here. If Tumblr isn’t the best platform, I have no problem giving out my Facebook or phone number. Please don’t hesitate to message me. Let’s put aside our differences and show each other respect and love.
@maexchen-therescuemutt You’re such a kind person. I really enjoy reading about yours and Mäxchen’s accomplishments and what you did during your day. @romatheacdmix Another truly lovely person. I’ve followed you and Roma since you were norestfortherescue and it’s been an absolute pleasure to see Roma start overcoming fears and the two of you start really becoming a team @aelthen Okay so maybe you’re not a dogblr (#bringbackcaninesandcomplaints2k17) but you’re still wonderful and I love ur poodle. I followed you way back when you were fostering Maybeline (I believe her name was?) Seeing you become comfortable with your sexuality on Tumblr has been wonderful and someday hope to be where you are with that. @coonhoundchronicles I love you dogs so much, just absolutely adore them. It’s wonderful to find someone who is equally in love with plain ole’ hound dogs. You’re such a genuinely lovely person and I’m so glad that I still get to see your pups, even after Wagtail ended. @blueboyluca A gem, honestly. You’re so sweet and I love interacting with you (even if I suck at it lol) Luca is a such gorgeous dog. I’ve learned so much about Schipperkes since following you. @sidetongue Reading your captions and tags is honestly one of the highlights of my day. It’s so obvious how much you love Henry and Miller. I love reading all about your shelter and foster shenanigans as well. @achoirofcritters I’ve been following you for forever it seems. I’ve loved seeing your photography and editing skills progress and you get more confident in your photography (which dude !!! incredible) @tempurafriedhappiness Another amazing tumblr photographer. It’s been absolute joy to watch you develop a photography style and really work towards your goals. I hope Colorado treats you well @bandizoi / @noodle-dragon One of the first dogblrs I followed and a core component to my dogblr experience. Whatever life throws at you, you seem to take in stride. I admire your dedication to your dogs. Also, a big thanks for introducing me to Silken Windhounds; they’re pretty neat @pulldogs It’s so clear how much you love your dogs and do the absolute most for them. I’ve loved being introduced to a breed I’d never considered before and whole different side of the dog world. @herebelife Thistle and Thyme are wonderful dogs with an equally wonderful human. Watching Thistle grow and triumph has been, in the simplest terms, incredible. You’ve put so much hard work into making life great for her. It’s also been a joy watching Thyme grow into the precious old man he is. @tinybigpaws Despite everything that’s happened regarding Lotta and your health, you two are still here and still achieving amazing things. It’s so clear how caring of a person you are. @perfectdogs I seriously love Aska and Goa so much. Before your blog, I’d never give Schnauzers a second thought and I didn’t even know Tibetan Terriers were a thing. Your photography is absolutely stunning, as well. And once again, despite all that’s happened, you guys are still here and you’re still accomplishing incredible stuff @mango-pup Seriously one of the sweetest, most understanding people on here. When you posted your list of mistakes, I can’t imagine what that took, but it was an remains an important document. I admire your ability to put that out there and I admire your dedication to Mango
As much as I’d love to shout out everyone, there’s simply no way to do that all in one post, but I do hope to continue spreading positivity of some sort. I do intend to add to this eventually because I haven’t even scratched the surface of all the amazing and inspiring people dogblr has within the community.
a/n: random drabble bcs anxiety’s a hoe that’s keeping me up at 5 am, not letting me sleep, and yeah. i’ll edit this latter if it has any grammatical errors and shit. idk what’s this. whatever it turns out to be.
Saeyoung had been locked up in his office, which now was a crafting room of sorts, for a few hours now. He’d been working on some new products for his toy shop. But his energy was running low and he just needed to see your face. He needed you in his arms.
He stretched briefly while sitting on his chair before standing up, pushing the chair behind him and letting it slide away until it hit the wall.
“Alright then,” he made his way to the living room, hoping to find you there but you were nowhere to be seen.
It always gave him slight anxiety not knowing where you were. He knew it was kind of creepy, but he just couldn’t help it. You were someone he absolutely did not want to lose. He wanted you by his side as long as God would allow him to. Allow you both to.
As if sensing his worries, you walked right into the room, eyes puffy and laptop underneath your arm. This alarmed him instantly, automatically thinking he’d done something wrong. Saeyoung still wasn’t used to being overly affectionate to other people, even you. But seeing you in this state only made him rush over to you, cautiously remove the laptop from underneath your arm, and wrap his muscular arms around you.
“(Y/n), what’s wrong? Are you hurt? Did I do someth—” he shot question after question, his hands running up and down your back desperately.
You pulled back from the embrace, successfully interrupting him before rubbing your eyes with the palms of your hands, a shaky sigh leaving your lips.
“I’m okay, Saeyoung. It’s nothing.”
You looked exhausted.
“It clearly looks like something.”
He wrapped his arms around your smaller frame once again, his lips soon coming to rest on your temple, “Talk to me, babe.”
You shifted uncomfortably in his arms, which made his heart pang painfully.
“You’ll think I’m ridiculous,” you murmured, your lips hovering over his toned chest. God, he smelled so good.
“Try me,” his fingers ran through your hair lovingly.
You sighed in defeat, your arms now managing to wrap around him. That’s when he noticed how badly you were trembling and just how tightly you were pressing him against your body. /Just what happened to you to make you behave this way?/
“Well… You see,” your cheek was pressed tightly against his chest, his heartbeat managing to calm you down, “I just finished watching this drama called Goblin and… I…”
Your voice started to break again. So that was it.
If you weren’t as shaken as you currently were, he would’ve chuckled. Instead, he chose to finish your sentence, “You cried over the end.”
He started rubbing your back over and over, “I know how that feels and I—”
He was interrupted for the second time in that short while, “It’s not just that! I… I never want to lose you!”
The ginger man was taken aback by your sudden statement. Sure, you would frequently say those things to him, but this time it sounded so… /intense/. Plus, he still wasn’t used to being on the receiving end of such strong emotions.
Saeyoung was about to speak when you said, “I just… This show didn’t kid around. And it made think of how precious you are to me. Of how short human lives can be. It reminded me that we need to make the most out of each moment we live with the people we love. And it made even more conscious of my love towards you and how sad and lonely my world would be without you in it. And if God allows it, I would love to share each and every of my lifetimes with you. I… I just never want to lose you. You are my precious Saeyoung.”
He was vaguely aware of the wetness around his chest. Were you… crying? Was this drama really sad?
The young man stayed quiet for a moment before slightly pulling back from the embrace and tilting your head up to make you look into his eyes. There were strong emotions within them.
“I adore you, (y/n). I love you. I would be honored to be your companion for as long as my soul remains.”
it hurts my heart so much seeing jackson like this or being treated this way. it’s clear that he has the most busiest schedule out of all the other members so shouldn’t he be well taken care of the most? it’s like they just throw him around. idols are fucking human beings and if they’re not in great condition, don’t force them to arrive at an event or take part in activities when they should be resting instead. these are the exact reasons why jackson is always feeling sorry or not good enough, and he should never ever feel this way at all. real, true fans of jackson will understand why he can’t participate in certain events and how he should put his health first before us. let him rest or better yet, treat him like an actual human being. he deserves so much better than this.
ANGST WARNING: This is a sorta-AU set during the last chapter. I’ve seen a lot of fics with Liam being incredibly gracious when he finds out about Drake and MC (I’ve written them myself), but he’s only human and I can’t imagine how much it would hurt him. Honestly, I’m slightly terrified for the next chapters.
36 - “Tell me I’m wrong.”
43 - “Are you drunk?”
Special thanks to @blazerina for encouraging me to get this finished! :)
Late at night, the grounds of House Beaumont are quiet and dark. Liam takes advantage of the peace to walk through the vineyards alone with his thoughts. He can scarcely believe that soon he’s going to have to choose a bride, a wife…a queen. His thoughts drift from suitor to suitor but always return to Louisa. Is she up to the challenge of being queen? He believes she can do anything, but he’s acutely aware of the trials this life brings. Leo’s mother abandoned her husband and child, breaking under the pressure. Does he have any right to ask Louisa to take on a life like this? Can he choose someone he loves but who is inexperienced and potentially unprepared for the duties of the crown? Or should he choose someone more “appropriate” who understands this world, but will only ever be a partner and never truly someone he loves?
Liam sighs as the answers to his questions escape him. He keeps walking the grounds, lost in his thoughts. It’s only as he approaches the house that the sound of hushed voices interrupts his reverie.
“We can’t meet like this again. I have to tell him.”
Drake? Liam steps quietly toward the open window that his friend’s voice drifts out from.
Liam starts as he recognizes Louisa’s voice. A sinking feeling begins tugging at his heart. He leans over slightly and peeks in the window and through the sheer curtains that are waving gently in the cool breeze, he sees them.
Drake and Louisa are lying on the bed together. They’re fully clothed but that doesn’t diminish the intimacy between them. Drake holds Louise close to his side. One of his hands absently runs through her hair while the other hand rests on her waist, his thumb making lazy circles on the strip of exposed skin at the bottom edge of her t-shirt. Their legs are tangled together and Louisa’s fingers drift over Drake’s chest and neck, as though she can’t stop touching him.
Liam rears backward, their betrayal hitting him like a freight train. No.
“I want you, Louisa.” Drake’s words are dagger in Liam’s heart, but still he can’t seem to look away.
“I think…I think I’m falling in love with you” Drake continues in a soft voice, his grip on Louisa’s waist tightening as he pulls her even closer, “and I don’t regret a single thing that’s happened tonight, but we have to tell Liam before anything else happens.”
“You’re right,” Louisa sighs, “You’re right and I think I’m falling for you too, Drake.” She looks up at him with such incredibly affection that Liam has to bite his lip from crying out. Neither Drake nor Louisa move from their lover’s embrace and after a moment Louisa’s hand comes up and she runs a finger along Drake’s lower lip. Liam watches as Drake bites her finger gently before ducking his head and capturing her lips in a tender, passionate kiss.
Liam stumbles away from the window. No. No. God, no. How can they do this? He wanders into the house, not really seeing where’s he’s going. He ends up in the Beaumont library. Numb as he is, his mind remembers this place and where Bertrand keeps the good whiskey.
Not even bothering to turn on the light, Liam cross the moonlit room and pulls a bottle out of the globe-shaped bar cart. He pours himself a finger of whiskey with a shaking hand. He swallows it down in one go and pours another. Even as he slings it back, he’s sure not even the strongest drink in the world will be able to erase the image of Louisa wrapped around Drake and kissing him with such love and tenderness or the sound of Drake telling Louisa he’s falling in love with her. How could they?
Ditching the glass, Liam takes the whiskey bottle by the neck and stumbles over to a chair in a darkened corner of the library. He feels sick, his stomach churning like a stormy sea. His best friend and the girl he loves. How could they? The thought reverberates in his mind again and again. Taking a swig from the bottle, Liam suddenly hears someone whistling softly from outside the library doors. The tune is an old jazz standard and the lyrics swirl through Liam’s mind as the whistling gets closer.
My yesterday was blue, dear Today I’m a part of you, dear My lonely nights are through, dear Since you said you were mine
A moment later, Drake appears in the doorway. In the dim light, Liam can make out a contented smile on his (former?) best friend’s face. The happiness radiating from Drake changes the sick feeling in Liam’s stomach into a ball of burning anger. He watches as Drake, still whistling, searches through the bottles. He’s happy. He and Louisa have ruined my life and he’s happy.
“You’re too late,” Liam says bitterly, swigging once again from the bottle.
Drake jumps, startled, “Jesus, Liam! What are you doing sitting here in the dark?”
“Drinking to forget something that cannot be forgotten.”
“Oh, god. Are you drunk, Liam?” Drake asks, stepping closer to him. “You always get weirdly poetic when you’re drunk.”
“I’m not drunk. Not yet. But my god, I wish I was,” Liam seethes.
Drake squints at him in the dark, “What’s going on, Liam?”
“You and Louisa,” Liam accuses, his voice low and angry.
“What?” Drake’s eyes widen. “What about me and Louisa?”
“What do you think, Drake? I saw you. I saw the two of you…together.” That sick feeling is back and Liam swallows hard against the bile rising in his throat.
“I…I don’t…” Drake hedges, avoiding Liam’s gaze.
“Tell me I’m wrong. Please, tell me I’m wrong,” Liam begs, desperate for Drake to tell him that this all some sort of nightmare.
“Liam…I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” Drake murmurs, guilt and pain written across his face. Liam’s eyes slide shut. The whiskey in his stomach threatens to come back up. How could they?
“I didn’t mean for this to happen, Liam.”
Liam opens his eyes to see Drake standing before him. He looks utterly broken, staring at the floor, a glisten of unshed tears in his eyes. But suddenly, Liam feels no compassion for the man before him, the man he once considered a brother. A cold feeling steals over Liam’s heart as he comes to his feet unsteadily.
“I need you to leave, Drake.”
Drake’s eyes fly up to meet Liam’s. “Liam, no. Please don’t.”
“I need you to leave. You and Louisa both. I can’t handle this right now. I have a decision to make and your betrayal…” he lets the word linger between them, watches Drake flinch visibly at it, “has made my life infinitely more difficult.”
“Liam, we didn’t…”
“You didn’t mean to hurt me? You did. Your intentions are irrelevant. I may be able to forgive you…one day, but right now you need to go.”
Liam steps around Drake and walks out the door wondering where he’s supposed to go from here.