Strahd von Zarovich, Lord of Barovia
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

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Strahd von Zarovich, Lord of Barovia
Let me know if your want your character drawn by me :)
top 5 horror movies
-having a job
-not having a job
-applying for jobs
-the job market
-the concept of working my whole life
🥀 𝕮𝖚𝖗𝖘𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝕾𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖍𝖉 - 𝕿𝖆𝖙𝖞𝖆𝖓𝖆 𝕱𝖊𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖔𝖛𝖓𝖆 𝖁𝖊𝖗. 𝕴 - 🥀
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"The painting on Strahd's mantle looks like Ireena" - famous last words. I shamefully have a THIRD tatyana federovna painting in the making.
Sorry for lack of post. Ive been away on vacation but I forgot my art tablet.
little dove🕊️
mother babygirl
Shadowheart 🖤
OG photo (pose ref) made by marinachoyy
A Woman Sitting on the Edge of a Bed, (Detail), (19th century) by an unknown artist of the Spanish School, oil on canvas, approximately 168.5 x 125 cm (66.3 x 49.2 in), Private Collection
Panel with a favorite world!!
Another merch for the fan cookbook of BG3!
commission for @birdsaretoddlers of a particular strahd moment in her game! 🎠🩸
alas, poor knight
🥀 𝕮𝖚𝖗𝖘𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝕾𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖍𝖉 - 𝕯𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖍 𝖉𝖔 𝖚𝖘 𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝖛𝖊𝖗. 𝕴 & 𝖛𝖊𝖗. 𝕴𝕴 - 🥀
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Wiping my tears with the pages of I, Strahd.
Friendly reminder since it's this week:
We boycottinggggg 🫡
[for some background if u want it]
the spark, the ignition, the fire — victors of district twelve
THE HUNGER GAMES: the ballad of songbirds and snakes, sunrise on the reaping and catching fire.
“And I know her, we’re together. It’s like we always have been and always will be. Feeling this love, and just as I’m about to be englulfed by it… I open my eyes and this sodding idiot is just standing there, asking me if I’m okay. But I saw it. Just for a moment I saw what it looked like.”