i feel like that after belle and beast got married, they traveled the world. traveling was all she ever wanted, and he knew that it made her happy. they would go to the most places they could visit in France, and then moved on to places abroad, such as England, Italy, and then even further to Asia and Africa. Belle would pick a rose or some other plant from every place she visited, and she would keep them all in a book, so she could look back on it one day.
Meet the soulful singer and keyboardist of the alternative/punk/indie band Tigers Jaw, Brianna Collins. The second we heard her sultry voice and beautiful piano melodies, we were instantly hooked and had to know more about her. We met up with the Pennsylvania native and roamed the streets of Long Beach, CA in our Old Skools, scoping out vintage thrift finds and rare records while chatting about tour, writing, and her band’s new record.
If I may; I would like to ask the mun where she has traveled to before. Have you ever been out of North America, and what was your favorite place you visited?
Yes, I’ve been to a few places. I’ve been to Canada, England, Wales, France, and Germany. My favourite place was probably France. While there, I had one of the most surreal experiences I’ve ever had on public transport.
About a year ago, I was with a group from school and we were all on the Métro…
Dorset is a county in South West England where over 700,000 people live, an lies off the English Channel coast. The county town is Dorchester, after which a famous London hotel-restaurant is named. Around half of the population lives in the South East Dorset conurbation, while the rest of the county is largely rural with a low population density.
The county has a long history of human settlement stretching back to the ancient times. A Celtic tribe originally lived there, then during the early Middle Ages, the Saxons settled the area and made Dorset a shire in the 7th century.
The first recorded Viking raid on the British Isles occurred in Dorset during the 8th century and the black death entered England at Melcombe Regis in 1348. Dorset has seen much civil unrest during the 2nd English Civil War, while much later a group of farm labourers from Tolpuddle were instrumental in the formation of the worlds first trade union movement.
During the Second World War, Dorset was heavily involved in the preparations for the invasion of Normandy and the large harbours of Portland and Poole were two of the main embarkation points. The former was the sailing venue in the 2012 Summer Olympic Games and both have clubs for sailing, rowing, and power-boating.
Dorset has a varied landscape featuring broad elevated chalk downs, steep limestone ridges and low-lying clay valleys. Over half the county is designated as an Area of Outstanding Natural Beauty and three-quarters of its coastline is a World Heritage Site that features notable landforms such as Lulworth Cove, the Isle of Portland, Chesil Beach and Durdle Door.
There are no polluting and noisey motorways in Dorset, just a network of key roads cross the county. It has two railway lines that connect to London, an also seaports plus an international airport. The county has a variety of museums, theatres and festivals, and is host to one of Europe’s largest outdoor shows. It is the birthplace of Thomas Hardy, who used the county as the principal setting of his famous novels.
“There has to be another way…” you say, rubbing your temples with frustration. You gaze down at the fireplace that smelled of burned wood and ashes. Amongst the flames you saw the face of the love of your life; the one and only Newt Scamander. “I want to spend our first Christmas together with you!”
“(Y/N), I want you to be here as much as a Niffler wants to get its paws on gold, but we have spent Christmases together before.” he says calmly, his face looking distressed even through the flames. Your hand reached out to caress his face when you stop, reminding yourself that you’d get burned.
“But not as a couple, this was supposed to be special. Why did I decide to come to New York without you in the first place?” you had left England a week ago, wanting to visit Tina and Queenie once before the holidays and you learned a lot about their traditions during your stay. Newt on the other hand, stayed at the house you shared, catching up on his studies. You had tried to convince him to come with you but he had made his final decision, but maybe it had been for the best, considering what happened in New York the last time he came.
However, today was the day you were scheduled to go back home but there had been a terrible blizzard the night before, blocking the roads and any sort of transportation.
“None of us knew that this massive snow storm was coming. We never even imagined that it would be so bad that they would cancelled all flights and ships in the area, both here and there.”
“I could Apparate there! It has been done before, it technically isn’t impossible-” you start but you slowly trail off when Newt gives you an extremely alarmed look.
“Absolutely not! It’s too great of a distance! Sure it’s been done before but there aren’t any situations which don’t involve wizards severed from their body parts!” he states, his voice raising slightly.
“I’d rather wait a year to see you again than see you being rushed to a hospital! And if that doesn’t kill you, then I will, you shouldn’t be doing dangerous things like that! I forbid you to do that or even consider it again!”
You sigh, pouting. It was true, there were no instances where a wizard would arrive at their destination in one piece but it was worth a shot, you’d try anything to be next to Newt again. But clearly this wasn’t even an option, Newt being the overprotective boyfriend and all. Then again, you’d probably feel the same way if it was him.
“Alright, I understand your concerns.” you say and his tense face started to relax. “Have any other ideas? Maybe I could fly there-”
“(Y/N), all the planes are cancelled.”
“On a broom?”
He gives you another look, raising his eyebrows. A look that was usually aimed towards the Niffler.
“No. That’s dangerous, you won’t even be able to see where you are going, much less survive the cold.”
“So that probably crosses out flying there as an owl…” you laugh nervously, your ideas were just getting worse by the second.
“Just because you’re now a registered Animagus, doesn’t mean you should be flying in that form to the other side of the world!”
“I’m pretty fast…”
“No (Y/N), I’m not risking it.” he sighs, and he forced a smile on his face. “You’re so reckless, you’re going to give me a heart attack if you keep up these insane ideas. I love you and I don’t want you to risk yourself for me.”
“I would risk myself for you, for us.”
“As I would for you, which is why I’m preventing you from doing dangerous things.”
“Pfft, coming from you, you hurt yourself all the time.” you whine playfully.
“And I know the pain, it hurts. But nothing hurts more than to see the look on your face when I get hurt, as if I’m transferring all my pain to you. So if you really want to do something for me, for us, don’t hurt yourself.” he looks at you with nothing but love and your heart melts at his words. He cared about you so much.
“Alright, you win. I won’t hurt myself…that much.” you smile and he rolls his eyes slightly, making you giggle.
“That’s all I can ask for.” he says, brushing his hair out of his face, his curls looking luminous through the flames.
“Oh idea!” you say happily, jumping to your feet.
“I’m all ears.”
“Floopowder!” you reply, searching around for the green powder in the Goldstein sisters’ small apartment.
“Hmm, I don’t see why not. Do you have any?”
“No, I don’t think they have any left. And there’s no way I’ll be able to go get any, the roads are covered in snow and the doors are frozen shut or caved in.” you answer, your search ceasing as you slump back down next to the fireplace. “It’s hopeless. I’m sorry Newt, I guess I really won’t be home for Christmas.”
“Well, at least you’ll be safe and warm,” he says, looking disappointed. “I miss you, but we’ll see each other in a matter of days, count on it. I love you.”
“I love you too.” you say, blinking tears out of your eyes.
“Merry Christmas, love.”
And with that his face disappeared from the flames, leaving you feeling more alone than before.
You stand up and shake yourself off. You grab your packed luggage and shrug on your coat. Quickly, you write a note for Tina and Queenie and leave it on the counter so they would see it when they came back.
You take your wand out of your coat pocket and grip it tightly, letting yourself take huge gulps of air.
Your knew you promised Newt that you weren’t going to do it, but you had no choice. You were doing this.
Shutting your eyes, you focus on the inside of Newt’s case, the place you thought of home, not only because it was beautiful but because you knew that Newt would be there.
You take another deep breath, and Apparate.
You hesitantly open your eyes and check to make sure that you had all your limbs. You let out a sigh of relief, realizing that you were perfectly normal.
You analyze your surroundings and you almost jump with joy, you were inside Newt’s case, right in front of his shed. You had made it. You felt extremely accomplished, but also extremely tired, you had just managed to do something that no one had ever done in history.
“The power of love…” you hum to yourself, feeling very giddy.
Leaving your bags where they were, you remove your coat and then slowly open the door to the shed, wanting to surprise Newt. You didn’t care if he’d pounce on you for doing something so dangerous, you just wanted to hug him.
Slowly creeping inside you hear him talking to Pickett at his desk, his head against one hand and holding the little Bowtruckle in the other. Just seeing his figure made your exhaustion slip away.
“Yes, I miss her too Pickett, but it’s for the best. At least I know she’s safe.” he murmurs to the Bowtruckle, sighing gently.
“Well, wait no more, I’m here!” you say, surprising the both of them.
Newt turns and his face lights up with a smile as he jumps out of his chair and literally crashes into you, wrapping you in a hug. The two of you are laughing like idiots as you jump around happily, exchanging overdue hugs and kisses.
“I can’t believe it! Please, tell me I’m not dreaming.” he says, looking at you lovingly.
“You’re not, I’m right here. I told you I would be home for Christmas.” you say happily, snuggling into his warm chest, his familiar scent was comforting.
“Erm, not to break this amazing moment but how did you get here?” he asks, starting to look suspicious.
“Umm, I might or might not have Apparated…”
“(Y/N)! I TOLD YOU NOT TO! YOU COULD’VE DIED!”
“But I didn’t!” you say with a childlike grin. He shakes his head, looking bewildered. “Besides, I know you’re happy to see me.”
“What am I going to do with you?”
“You could kiss me.”
“You’re hopeless-” he starts but you rise on to your tiptoes and you press your lips against his, silencing him with a sweet kiss.
“But so am I. And I’m absolutely thrilled that you’re here, in one piece.”
not sure! The cities I visit the most and rly love and London, Sheffield and Nottingham ! I like the place I live too as there’s are lots of cute places to visit like coffee shops and art galleries and bookshops, nice places to hang out with friends and watch the sunset and a cactus emporium!! X