Strahd for sure needs a kiss so powerful it shocks him into realizing that he doesn’t need to be evil anymore

“My stars shine darkly over me; the malignancy of my fate might, perhaps, distemper yours; therefore I shall crave of you your leave that I may bear my evils alone. It were a bad recompense for your love to lay any of them on you.”

“It’s not a marriage proposal— it’s a commitment. You get protection from attacks, and I get a few… Favors. As long as your heart still beats, this commitment holds tr— w- okay- okay, yes, fine, AND you may wear the stupid shirt. Are you happy now? You get to wear the shirt— ONCE. Can we move on?”