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Forbidden Hunters (AutumnFrost x Callalily)

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Forbidden Hunters (AutumnFrost x Callalily)

I hope you like my post. :)

No Longer the Lost, No Longer the Same

Sniffling and hiccuping, Abigail caught the lifting of Charlie's cheek as he turned away to finish casting the defensive spells, giving her the impression that he was smiling at the complement he had received from Emily. The idea had her feeling a little... jealous. She blinked at the idea and almost immediately felt guilty. She had no right to monopolize the happiness of her best friend. Brushing if you matted pieces of hair out of her face and rubbing the heel of her hand against her cheeks to wipe away some of the residue of tears as best she could, she finally Took a reluctant step back from her friend. Almost immediately, Emily collapsed onto her knees, clutching at her side, and Abby gasped, hands flying out, but not touching in case she furthered any discomfort. The labored request for her bag A moment before now made sense and had The brunette nodding quickly, her body twisting almost instantaneously around, hurrying forward and scooping up the abandoned knapsack before rushing back to her sister and setting it in front of her.

"Here you go." She murmured, eyebrows drawing together in a worried crinkle as she watched Emily struggling to breathe, digging in one of her pouches for the necessary potions. She hadn't heard any of the whispered conversation about broken ribs, so she couldn't say exactly what was wrong with her friend, but she didn't need to know the details. Emily was hurt, that's what mattered.

As the contents of the vials were swallowed and Emily's breathing seemed to ease, Abigail found herself breathing more easily as well. Bless The wizards that had first thought to make potions. The twins called out from inside the little building, pulling her attention away from her thoughts momentarily, and she hesitated. Glancing back down at Emily, she was tempted to argue, but the soft urging of her friend to go inside wasn't something she could easily ignore. She wasn't a very argumentative person and she knew that if there was anything really serious, Emily wouldn't be so quick to let Abigail go inside, leaving her alone with a stranger. So the brunette leaned down, gently kissing the top of her friend's head, before turning and heading towards the shack. "don't you dare keep it for me if you're still hurting later." She threatened teasingly over her shoulder, disappearing inside and glancing around..

"Oh!" Abigail exclaimed as she caught sight of Fred and George at the table, plates of sandwiches and cakes in front of them. "This looks absolutely wonderful! Thank you!" She beamed, finally beginning to relax around the Weasleys now that the uncertainty of her friend's safety was resolved and she had a roof over her head for the first time and what felt like forever.

Rushing over to the table and plopping down into a chair, she eagerly collected one of the sandwiches and bit into it, unable to stifle a small groan of satisfaction. At that moment, the sandwich was the best thing she had ever tasted! After several more bites, it dawned on her that she was being quite rude, stuffing her face and ignoring the company. Swallowing her last mouthful, Abigail smiled sheepishly at the twins, saying the first thing that came to her mind as a conversation starter. "So, you mentioned that we are going somewhere Calld the Burrow... Is it some sort of underground base for the Order?"

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Charlie had in fact smiled, though he had also turned away at the same time, not wanting to further interrupt the touching moment between the two witches. Casting the last of the defensive spells, he slipped his wand back into his pocket and had just turned around to suggest going inside win Emily lowered herself down onto her knees, clutching at her injured side. His eyebrows lifted with surprise, though he didn't make any move to help immediately, Abigail having already gone to retrieve Emily's fallen bag, but he did place his hand onto the handle of his wand once again, ready to retrieve it should the need for magic arise.

"okay. Maybe a few ribs." The blonde admitted ruefully, causing Charlie to chuckle softly.

"my baby sister Ginny tries to downplay everything that affects her negatively too." He mused softly, watching as Abigail placed the knapsack on the ground and Emily rummage in it for a couple of potions, both of which she downed quickly and seemed to feel better almost immediately. Relieved at the positive results, the redhead released his wand once again, watching as Abby was successfully convinced to go inside after his brothers, and had almost extended the same hand forward to help Emily get to her feet when the which stood up without help, drinking yet another potion.

"if you think you'll be all right." Charlie agreed hesitantly, withdrawing his hand before it could be spotted. "if you think you need another minute, I can wait here with you. I don't think they'll have eaten all the sandwiches before we get in there."

Seeking creative, patient, and friendly partners!

Bumping! :D

Seeking creative, patient, and friendly partners!

Looking over the interest threads, it seems like a lot of people have gone away for a little while for personal reasons. And I am no exception. As such, fair warning, I'm currently getting over some nasty writers block, so I'd rather have someone who can be very patient with me as a partner. But I'm hoping that a new story or two may spark some life back into my creativity. So...Hello! Thank you so much for checking out my little corner here,, I really appreciate it! You can call me Autumn, it's one of my favorite nicknames.

Let me get some stuff out of the way before I move onto interests and plots, shall I?

- I can be a little slower of a person to play with, I'll be honest. There are times where I will be excited about the story and can get several posts in one day, but please don't expect to get a post every day all the time. Sorry. And I go through periods of reoccurring depression and writers block on top of that. I try to keep in touch despite this and try to give out warnings when I start to lose motivation and inspiration...

- I DO NOT roleplay sex, sexual content (e.g.: groping, heavy petting, characters talking or thinking about sexual things, etcetera) or same gender romantic relationships. Period. Please don't ask.

- Threads only please. Things are easier to keep track of that way personally.

- Good grammar and punctuation please! I can understand a few mistakes here and there, Of course, but please try to catch as many as you can. I'll do the same.

- Please talk to me outside of the role-play. I really prefer and enjoy getting to know my partners outside of the story. Things really will get along better and the story will progress farther if outside chat happens.

- At least two or one really solid paragraph per post please. The more you give, the more you get.

- I would really appreciate the absence of swearing.

- I can play either gender! So if you prefer one, I can play the other if you would like romance to form. But nothing says that there has to be romance in a story for it to be good.

And if you haven't been scared off and decided to hit that back button, please continue reading. Hopefully something will tickle your fancy. :3

|GENRES|

Fantasy
Modern
Medieval
Mystery
Supernatural
Action
Slice of life
Urban Fantasy
Soft Science Fiction

|possible Pairings|
-These are not the only pairings I will do!

Werewolf x Human
Werewolf x Werewolf
Werewolf x vampire
Vampire x Human
Werewolf x Animal shifter
Animal shifter x Human
Animal shifter x Animal shifter
Tall guy x Short girl
Spouse x Spouse with amnesia
Dragon x Human
Popular x Shy/Nerd

|FANDOMS|
(Canon or Original)

My Little Pony Friendship is Magic (Currently craving)
Pokémon (Currently craving)
Animal Crossing
The Legend of Zelda
Final Fantasy
Fruits Basket
Harvest Moon
Warrior Cats
Harry Potter (Books only)
Mercy Thompson
Twilight (books only)
The enchanted Forest series
Mistborn

|PLOTS|

ORIGINAL

Blood in the Moonlight

late one night, an assassin sneaks into the palace grounds and into the private gardens of the Queen. She is murdered and evidence is left behind that frames the Captain of her personal Royal guard. The captain is apprehended soon after the body is discovered, though they adamantly claim to have no involvement. Awaiting death, locked away in a prison cell, The captain is faced with the need to come to terms that no one will believe their innocence and they will be executed. But before the execution can take place, a mysterious figure appears, claiming to have knowledge of the captain's innocence and that they hold the skills necessary to perform a prison break. Should the captain trust this person? And if they do, will they join together to uncover the actual murderer? What other plots will be uncovered if the two should go down such a road...

The Mystery of The Black Hare

Set in the generic Irish or Scottish countryside of early 19th Century, a young lord has just inherited his Uncle's country manor after his death. To celebrate his new found wealth and position, he decides to host a grand hunt. Amid The enjoyment of the several day event, he learns of an old story of a mysterious creature that appears in the woods surrounding his property. The mysterious black hare that the locals seem to hold in both fear and awe sparks The desire to hunt down such a famed animal and an exciting new hunt begins. Only when he gets separated from the rest of the party and loses his way in the woods, a young woman living in an ancient cottage is the one to come to his aid. A young woman he takes a fancy to, despite the fine ladies his mother continues to press upon him. Later, he hears from his guests how they almost caught the hare, one dog had her by the leg even! And then the young man recalls how the Woman in the woods walked with a limp, her leg freshly bandaged...

Flight from death

The Lord or lady of a relatively small, but impactful, country discovers a plot for their own assassination and resolves to flee with their personal guard in order to seek out assistance with the problem. But along the way, they begin to discover that there was not only one plan for their assassination, but several... But why?

The sickness

Rumors and stories have begun to spread of a deadly disease of unknown origin. No one and no thing seems to be immune. Humans, animals, even the plants are getting sick and dying. The illness has worked its devastation deep in the south, but it's starting to travel north word. Pretty soon, it will wipe out everything. Unless it can be stopped.

A World of Green

On The day that scientists managed to create a seed that grew from a simple pod to a mature blooming tomato plant in only a matter of two weeks, The world broke into a celebration. Other vegetables, fruit, herbs, and even flowers were quickly manipulated with the successful circumstances and the world looked on hopefully at the possibility of a complete eradication of hunger. But that was before the first of the scientists got sick. A horrible disease that manifested quickly and worked swiftly to shut down each of the man's organs before doctors had even come up with the possibility of a solution. Then the other scientists began to exhibit similar symptoms. It was quickly discovered that the newly genetically enhanced plants had begun to release an odd pollen, depositing seeds that naturally burrowed into any available surface and began growing almost at once. More people started to get sick, an epidemic spreading faster then the treatments could be devised. And soon, almost in the blink of an eye, most of the world's population had been wiped out and the spread of plants changed the ones blue sphere into a planet of green.

But not everyone died. A small handful of the world's population exhibited entirely different symptoms. They still got sick, in a way, but instead of worsening and dying off, their bodies were altered, mutated by the pollen that took away the lives of so many others around them. They recovered quickly, we're stronger, faster, more agile. But each person left behind among millions believed themselves to be alone... or are they?

- This has A couple of different branching plots that could be explored. Both of our characters have been mutated and discover one another. We can then explore they're getting to know one another and adapting to the new an empty world. A second scenario involves one character that has been mutated and another character that has been sealed away in a cryogenic tube, The first of its kind, and the enhanced character discovers them just as the last of the backup generators power runs out and releases them. Or we could go in an entirely different direction. The possibilities are quite numerous.

FANDOMS

My Little Pony: Secret of the Storms

Lately in the land of Equestria, the weather has been acting strangely. Unscheduled storms, unseasonal conditions, and tempests of every size and shape are beginning to form, steadily increasing in frequency and devastation. The Ponies are baffled. No Pegasus can fly anywhere close to the unnatural clouds, can't use their wings to deter any wind, and even unicorn Magic has failed to penetrate invisible barriers, more often than not rebounding on the unsuspecting caster. At a loss for what to do and with the princesses absorbed in trying to help the kingdom's citizens with damages already sustained, A cry for help goes out to the only ponies willing to investigate.

My Little Pony: Transformation

Unbeknownst to the ponies of Equestria, one unicorn seeks The downfall of the happy kingdom. After years of plotting, they formulate a spell that will allow them to summon a being with the knowledge of the type of mass destruction they will need to topple the princesses... and end upplucking an unsuspecting being straight out of the human world. But quite to the unicorn's chagrin, the human is transformed in the process, becoming a pony themselves, one of millions. Now they have to travel the land of Equestria in search of their secret weapon, but this gives the human Time to be discovered, time for somepony else to come across them and feel the need to help such a confused pony...

-One of us would be playing the transformed human, the other would be playing the pony that discovers them.

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Thank you so much for taking the time to read this! Feel free to send me a private message or post here if you are interested in starting a story together. And remember, you can always send me your own ideas, nothing says that we have to do any of mine. I look forward to hearing from you soon!

No Longer the Lost, No Longer the Same

Finally! I got around my writers block and managed to get into a good stride in the middle of my reply. Hopefully it is alright and you enjoy it. :-)

I don't mind just using them as needed, that's perfectly alright.

No Longer the Lost, No Longer the Same

Somehow, seeing the other brother, Charlie, run after her friend in an attempt to help lifted a lot of the worried weight off Abigail's shoulders. Her apprehension wasn't entirely erased, he was just one wizard after all, but it allowed her the opportunity to take the matter from the forefront of her mind for the time being, allowing her to put all of her concentration on running with the twins. Heart beating frantically in her ears, she was grateful for the hands warm beneath each of her own, grateful for the strength that they provided.

"Not far now." She managed to reply to a question about the edge of the spell, ducking around an outstretched branch of a tree. "We didn't want to have it too far in case we needed to run." Of course, she hadn't been the one to set up the no apparation zone, she was terrible with those sorts of spells, so she couldn't be positive where the perimeter was exactly. But it hadn't felt like Emily had been gone long when she had been setting up the defenses earlier...

The howling of a werewolf made Abigail's blood run cold, made her miss a step and come crashing down hard on one knee, tearing her robes, and thrusting all of her worries back into her thoughts. Blue eyes going wide, she looked up at the twins with a terrified expression. But before she could open her mouth to begin the plea that sprang to her mind, Fred had already shot down the idea of going back when George brought up the idea. She found herself closing her mouth, contemplating his reassurances that Charlie and Emily were strong, tears stinging at her eyes. Yes, her friend was strong, but strong enough for this?... Blinking back the tears before they could fall, she bit down hard on her lower lip. She had to be strong too. So after getting to her feet, George's hand reassuringly placed on her arm, she didn't fight when they began to lead her into the forest once again.

A streak of red that was unmistakably a spell cast by a pursuer suddenly shot out of the trees from behind them, causing Abigail to instinctively duck and reach for her wand, a retaliatory spell shooting back over her shoulder as she waved it in an ark behind her.

"Run!" She didn't see who it was that shouted, but she didn't need telling twice before Abigail shot forward into a dead run. "Not far! I'm sure of it! " She squeaked to George when he once again asked about the distance to the perimeter, casting another spell over her shoulder as she did so.

Each slam of her foot against the forest floor sent a small jolt through her legs, snapping twigs and sending leaves in small clouds away from her, and Abby felt every step, every heartbeat, every breath, Adrenaline rushing hot into her veins. The world around her seemed to sharpen with clarity and she could feel it in her bones when she reached the edge of the spell, a lightness seeming to spread throughout her body. Then Fred was there, pulling her and George into a suffocating darkness, The sensation squeezing her until she thought she couldn't stand it anymore, before stumbling forward as they landed in A deserted clearing with a shabby little shack.

For a few long moments, Abigail simply stayed where she was, knees and hands pressed into the ground, staring at the earth beneath her fingers wordlessly. She was breathing in great deep gulps of air, a burning stitch in one side, and the feeling of tears in her eyes was beginning to prickle uncomfortably once more. Then gentle hands were helping her get to her feet and she allowed herself to be led inside the little shack, her nose tickled by the faint traces of dust and the unfamiliar scents that hung about the place. She blinked morosely around at the interior, but just managed to give George the smallest of smiles when he offered her the chance to wash up. She had no idea what the "Burrow" was, but didn't find the chance to ask before the twins had headed outside, the towel in her hands soft.

Heading slowly into the bathroom, Abby peered around curiously at the interior, excited by the site of an actual toilet and faucet, The large clawfoot bathtub in one corner tempting, but she couldn't seem to spare enough thought for it at the moment. She was far too anxious to hear news of Emily and Charlie's return to take a bath at the moment... Not to mention the fact that she didn't want the news to come when she was naked and risk the chance that she would go running outside and forget to put anything on... Pink in the cheeks at the very idea, the young which settled on relieving herself with the toilet and taking the time to scrub at her face and arms with a corner of the towel, ears pricked for any sound at the front of the building.

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Charlie watched as Emily expertly blasted the werewolf mid-leap, the furry body flying several feet in the opposite direction. He felt himself grin with satisfaction, casting a jet of red light at the only other remaining death eater that was still human and watching him collapse unceremoniously onto the ground. He had just felt the first thrills of victory when a blast of hot breath hit him on the back of his neck. Managing to turn just far enough to see the snarling face of a second werewolf, Charlie experienced a momentary sinking feeling of despair, felt himself look death in the face, and felt his mouth fall open with astonishment as a black wolf leapt past him and straight into the oncoming werewolf, knocking it off-balance. There was a flurry of snarls and snapping teeth before Emily was thrown away forcibly, struggling back onto her paws with apparent difficulty before directing a spell at the pursuing predator in her human form once again, sending the werewolf fleeing into the forest with its tail between its legs. Then the blonde was running in his direction, stopping next to him and looking into the air just beside them, almost as if she could see something he couldn't..

"Where?" She had panted before he could say anything, causing Charlie's eyebrows to contract with confusion as he looked around for himself. Just as he was about to ask her who she was talking to, Greyback was leaping out of the shadows at them, jaws open wide. Emily seized his hand in a firm grip, twisting with him and pulling him into the darkness of apparition without warning. With a huff as they hit the ground together, the redhead blinked with momentary confusion as he glanced at the new surroundings, surprised to see Fred and George running towards them and the safe house beyond them... How had Emily known to come here? Frowning slightly with bewilderment, Charlie glanced down at Emily with a questioning stare, but didn't get the chance to ask her how she had known where to go before the twins were upon them. Somehow, he got the feeling that now wasn't the time to ask, not in front of his brothers.

Somewhat disapproving when the witch got to her feet and began to cast protective enchantments around the shack, Charlie nevertheless focused first on answering Fred's question, occasionally glancing over to check emily's progress. "Just like Emily said, snatchers. Werewolf snatchers.." He smiled, amused by the accurate summary, but decided to elaborate a little more. "When I took off from you lot, I found Emily yelling at a group of snatchers, one of which was Greyback. One of them tried to use the Cruciatus curse on her..." A dark look crossed his face. "Luckily I managed to stun that one and trip up one of his mates with his buddy."glancing over at Emily who was still casting spells, Charlie began to move over to her, concluding his brief story with, "Greyback transformed, got blasted by one of Emily's spells, I stunned another death eater, and she saved my life by tackling another werewolf that came up behind me. We disapparated just as Greyback was coming around for another attempt."

Stopping when he drew level with Emily, Charlie began to help her set up the protective enchantments, waving his wand in the air along side her and lowering his voice to a whisper that only she could hear. "Are you all right? It looked like you were hurt, I thought I heard something crack when you were knocked back..." But right in the middle of his sentence, there came a loud squeal from the direction of the shack and he glanced over just in time to see Abigail streaking across the yard to throw her arms around Emily in a feierce hug, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Oh Emily!" She wailed. "I'm s-so glad you're al-alright! I was s-so worried about you!" And then she completely dissolved into sobbing tears, burying her face against her friend's shoulder.

Charlie looked bemused, pausing mid spell to grin over at the pair of witches. "Course we're alright. Your friend is daft clever with her wand in a pinch." He chuckled, The reality of what had happened finally beginning to sink in and causing his relief to begin to spread.

Abigail hiccuped in response, pulling one hand away long enough to rub at the tears on one cheek, but he thought he caught a small smile on her lips.

No Longer the Lost, No Longer the Same

Oh! I actually had a question I've been meaning to ask. When our group gets back to the Burrow, were you wanting to divvy up the other family members or just play them as needed?

No Longer the Lost, No Longer the Same

Didn't realize for a few days that you had gotten a reply up, sorry about that. Then we had family in town. I'm on it really soon! Maybe it will help get rid of this writers block.

No Longer the Lost, No Longer the Same

that does sound like some good luck. Congrats! When is the big day?

Well, it looks like it did improve! I finally got my post up! :D