The Lost Boys Imagines and Preferences (Requests open)

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In honor of this recent dope-ass eclipse, here's a couple words for my favorite vampire biker gang!

This is her best friend who also loves the boys, so hello!

It was common knowledge amongst the residents of Santa Carla, California that being alone at nighttime was particularly hazardous to one's life. When the sun sent down, bad things happened. But what those residents didn't know was that bad things were bound to happen whenever the moon and her friends came out to play.

All those residents, of course, except for the local witches. Granted there were only two- you and your mother- but two was enough for one town. Especially one that had enough supernatural activity to begin with.

Those rebellious teenage motorcycle fanatics, who seemed like they could pose a much bigger threat than breaking in windows and stealing snacks from the local 7/11 if you stared at them long enough. The very few who knew, or at least had an idea of what they were, kept their mouths shut, if only to protect their own wellbeing. What they were. Those half human, half parasite hybrids who preserved themselves by taking the lives of others, those supernatural, otherworldly beings who only came out in the dark. Those vampires.

What the residents of Santa Carla were unaware of was that, contrary to popular belief, could go outside into the sunlight without bursting into flames, never to be seen again. No, unbeknownst to most, these beings would forever be able to go outside, regardless of whether the sun was out or not, so long as the moon could block it. For just a few short hours, so long as some part of the sun was obscured by the moon, vampires were free to roam about wherever they liked. The moon, after all, is where they got their power from.

Little did these vampires know, however, that witches' power comes from the moon as well. And with this eclipse coinciding with your 17th birthday, you'd finally receive your supernatural powers to help you keep their threat at bay. All your life you'd been successful doing herbal magic, natural magic; the kind that you could sustain through real, tangible, physical objects. On every witch's 17th birthday, however, she received her supernatural powers as well. Getting them on an eclipse granted something extra special for her, however. When her power comes from the moon and the sun overlapping, she- you- not only has control of her elements during the daytime and night time, but also reigns superior over any other supernatural in her realm. Those vampires were in your realm. Whether they knew it or not, you were officially in charge of them.

For you, this meant that you had the ability to control them- you could freeze them in midair for all you wanted, you were basically telekinetic. That didn't really matter to you, though. All you cared about today was making sure you did everything within your power to stop anyone from being exsanguinated by the rebellious undead.

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The slightest shadow fell over Santa Carla when the lost boys opened their eyes and left their subterranean pile of ruins.

"Damn," Paul said, smiling, "Been a while since any of us got some sun. This what two P.M. looks like around here?"

A car, your car, pulled to a stop overlooking Hudson's Bluff. You planned on getting out as soon as you parked, but you were a little too busy dancing to Maroon 5, so you waited until the song finished before you actually got out of your car. The vamps were relaxing by their bikes, staring at you, slightly dumbstruck and at a loss for words. Your 5'6 self walked straight up to them, lanyard hanging on your neck, sunglasses colorful and reflective. "Listen. Here's the deal," you started. Why waste any time with politeness dealing with serial killers? "I know what you are. And you know what you are. Let's not pretend to be clueless, 'kay?"