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mircea having vlad on his shoulders (before he was taken captive) and running around the castle, with vlad waving a tiny wooden sword

mircea being the one who nursed a tiny cut vlad had

mircea who always managed to take time out of his busy schedule to be with his little brother

mircea who continued to watch over vlad through out his life as a loved ruler and vampire

       ❝ that would suck, pizza rocks! ❞ of course he would say that        every kid should love pizza, that or in Ingeras’ mind they aren’t        human.  Ha’ funny to think that, at a time like this isn’t it? 

                    A kid that agrees with him: finally! Mitchell laughed                     as he stuffed a hand  into his back pocket, trying to                     find his wallet. When he did, his smile widened.

             ’ it might’ve already exploded                in the first place. we need a                new one stat. ‘

         A small smile appears on his face as he nods his head          quickly eyes bright as ever.  Ingeras was never one to -         turn down a gift, it was something his father had instilled         into him maybe, to accept what you are given graciously.         The manners of a little prince.                 ❝ i like that they don’t cover my fingers. ❞

             ( vaimpr )

           ’ fix the goddamn toaster. ‘

                 ”are you sure? you don’t really put off a sane             vibe, man.”

                  ❛  I’m Emilina, nice to meet you, Mitchell ;                      candy corn s u c k s. Chocolate bar,                       regular size, then we’ve got a deal. ❜

         ”that guy. which makes it sounds like you’re some        guy who ate bath salts.”

        “if you eat her can you not get blood      on my brand new fucking shoes.”