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cisusnar · 2 months

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What have you done?

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mimi-reblogs · 1 year

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[y/n] : my boyfriend is too tall for me to kiss him on the lips, what should i do?

walburga : punch him in the stomach, then, when he doubles over in pain, kiss him.

avery : kick him in the shins.

abraxas : dump him.

tom : no to all of those, just ask me to LEAN DOWN!!

#harry potter #tom riddle #tom riddle x reader #hogwarts #hogwarts incorrect quotes #incorrect harry potter quotes #tom marvolo riddle #tom riddle jr #harry potter x reader

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sriracharocks · 9 months

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Tom Riddle Headcanons

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possessive

like, VERY possessive

gets frequently jealous when you talk to boys (because"no one gets to enjoy what's mine")

not really into PDA, reserved in public (except hand holding and the occasional show-off that you're his by kissing you in front of everyone every now and then)

can't get his hands off of you in private

motivates you to study ("my girlfriend must also have the best grades in the school")

is quick to anger but calms down at your soothing caresses

loves it when you hug him but would never admit it out loud

knows about all of your little bodily imperfections and loves them

remembers every detail about you (yes, even the backstory behind the scar you got as a kid when you fell off the slide)

rough in bed, but can be gentle if you ask him nicely

appreciates every thing you do for him, no matter how big or little

would wage the next Trojan War for you if you're not in his line of sight

puts poison in your enemy's pumpkin juice in the Great Hall during breakfast ("your enemy is my enemy too")

always finds time for you, no matter how busy he gets with his ambitions to conquer the Wizarding World

#tom riddle x reader #tom riddle #hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry #slytherin #hp fandom #tom marvolo riddle #lord voldemort #tom riddle jr #tom riddle fluff #christian coulson #tom riddle headcanon #tom riddle x you #tom riddle x y/n #voldemort #tmr #tmr x reader

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roasted-catfish · 11 months

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“You are dealing with the wrong person.” -Tom Riddle Jr.

#tom riddle #tom riddle jr #tom riddle fanart #hp fanart #me and my inconsistent style

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mistress-riddle · 10 months

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‘𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐘 𝐏𝐀𝐏𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐘!

request. Can u do a father's Day with Tom riddle of how he spends time with his child?

cw. tom riddle x wife! afab reader, use of she/her pronouns, a changed riddle who let fatherhood make him become a better person.

a sigh escapes tom’s lips and he doesn’t even bother to contain it. returning home and being met with the sight of toys scattered on the floor and the smell of milk permeating through the air revokes an odd feeling of nostalgia through tom as he avoids the obstacles on the floor and beelines straight to the dark grey sofa occupied by 2 individuals.

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tom places his briefcase on the coffee table and takes a good look at the mother and child snoozing together, soft breaths escaping their lips as they cling to one another in a quiet slumber. this time tom releases a softer sigh and easily drapes a random blanket on his family and retreats to his room for a quick shower, he decides to join them once he’s finished. it doesn’t take long for the man to wash up and get changed, a quick flick of his wrist and his wet hair is dried and styled in its normal wear and he’s by their side, slowly and gently scooping the sleepy child into his hold. the mother stirs, eyes fluttering open and a yawn escapes her as she rubs at her eye, using the other open eye to scan the room. it rests on the standing figure of tom who’s patting the baby’s back as softly as he can.

“oh honey, you’re back?” [name] asks, fixing the baby bib on her shoulder and placing the baby bottle on the table, which was previously clutched in her palm to feed their baby before the two decided to take a much needed nap.

“i wasn’t required at work today so i came home early.” he shrugs, not too strongly of course since the baby’s cheek is smushed against his shoulder and he didn’t want to wake him up.

“that’s wonderful.” [name] claims, getting up from the couch to pat his free shoulder and places a hand over her mouth to cover the yawn “you want something to eat? we had a late lunch around half an hour ago, or maybe it was 2 hours?” by the dazed look in her eyes tom wouldn’t doubt it being over 2 hours ago.

“it’s fine, i ate before coming here.” he lifts a hand and places it on his wife’s flushed cheek, using a thumb to caress it “how was the little one when i was gone? didn’t bother you much?”

[name] raises a brow at him and allows a smirk to extend across her lips. tom seems to think that he’s a baby whisperer. he used to brag about how every time he was left to deal with one of the younger orphans back at wool’s, they’d fall silent in his presence. [name] doesn’t have the heart to tell him that the children were just scared of his glares. although, their little baby seems to actually enjoy his company, if the cutest little smile that lift his baby cheeks and incoherent babbling are anything to go by.

“he was fine, didn’t make a fuss, thank merlin.” the teething phase is a pain but little leo was being better than others his age. [name] lifts toms hand off her cheek and enters the kitchen, a few waves of her hand and she has the teapot hovering over 2 mugs.

tom takes a seat on the couch and shits the baby to rest on his lap, hands grasping two little ones as he fondly looks at the infant. he looks like a perfect mix between tom and [name], has tom’s black hair that shows the softest wave, [name]’s nose and lips and tom’s eyes. it’s a weird position tom finds himself in as he stares at their child. he thought it was foolish of people to settle down and procreate, thought it was weak and if you were to ask him 10 years ago if he was going to start a family of his own, he would have laughed in your face and walked away. now, however, tom finds himself cringing at his foolish 17 year old self, so self-absorbed and driven by all the wrong things.

“sickle for your thoughts?” [name] interrupts tom. he startles and presses rather harshly into tiny leo’s hand. a grimace overtakes the two as they fear the wailing that might follow but the baby merely peeks 2 eyes open and sends them a dissatisfied look “woah, tommy, it’s like looking at a carbon copy of you.” [name] snorts as she scratches a finger against the puffy cheeks of the baby, hoping to placate him in some way.

“very funny.” tom dryly replies and sends her a similar expression which does nothing to cease her amusement.

“strong genes you got there.” the husband just rolls his eyes before looking back at his baby and smiling down at him.

“had a good sleep, huh?” he asks his son who reaches up and tom holds him up allowing the boy to grasp the satin material of tom’s pajamas in his clutch, resting his cheek against toms chest.

“leo,” [name] calls softly from beside tom as she rubs the baby’s head affectionately “wanna tell daddy what we prepared for him?” tom raises one brow in curiosity as his baby stirs happily in place and mumbles something much like the word “cake” into toms neck.

“you baked me a cake?” he asks and is momentarily met with a chocolate covered cake with the words ‘happy father’s day’ iced on top of it with what he presumes to be white chocolate. a shoddy art piece can be located towards the bottom of the cake and tom feels confident enough to credit little leo as the artist. something swells in toms heart as he receives a kiss on both cheeks from his two beloveds.

“happy father’s day, love.” [name] whispers softly into his ear and tom picks up on the babble from leo “ ‘appy papa day!”

with [name] feeding all 3 of them the cake and tom entertaining the baby, they sit together in perfect harmony. plans of revenge, destruction and war long discarded and forgotten in favour of this. tom quite liked the feeling that came with receiving kisses from his family as opposed to the splitting of one’s soul.

#tom riddle #tom riddle x reader #harry potter x reader #tom riddle jr #tom marvolo riddle #tom riddle imagine #tom riddle drabble #tom riddle headcanon

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lostmyremembrall · 6 months

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love the way you write the prompts <3 may i request prompt 18 ??

📖𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐓𝐨𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐂𝐚𝐭

𝐺𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑒: 𝐻𝑢𝑚𝑜𝑢𝑟, 𝐹𝑙𝑢𝑓𝑓, 𝑇𝑜𝑚 ��𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 𝐺𝑟𝑢𝑚𝑝𝑦 𝐴𝑠𝑠 𝐶𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝐽𝑜𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 1𝐾 𝐸𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑡! Now closed

A/N: Oh my god. I am SO sorry it took this long to get to yours. Please forgive me, and I hope you'll still enjoy this.

You surprise Tom with a cat

Tom’s eyes widened at the sight that awaited him. Four tiny paws. A ball of brown fur. Large two ears. The tiny creature stared up at him, and bared its teeth as it meowed. Tom couldn’t help but jerk his head backwards

“There he is!”

The enthusiastic voice of Abraxas greeted him when the resident Dark Lord peeked his head in through the doors of the Room of Requirement. His cautious eyes flickered around the room, reminiscent of an uneasy salamander that dared to poke its head out from underneath a rock to survey his surroundings.

“Let’s get this over with,” Tom sighed as he walked towards them, completely ignoring the birthday decorations that you, Abraxas, and Canopus had spent hours putting up.

“Of course. We won’t dare take up your valuable time any more than necessary,” Canopus responded somewhat sarcastically, approaching Tom and reaching up to put the cone hat that read ‘Birthday Boy’ on top of the disgruntled man’s head, knowing full well that he detested it. You might as well say that, for Canopus, seeing Tom in this humiliating hat was the only redeeming aspect of hosting this birthday party.

“You never fail to make my day, Canopus,” Tom murmured quietly, his eyes coldly narrowing on the black-haired Slytherin. You had to admit, despite the comically small ‘Birthday Boy’ hat perched atop the Dark Lord, his seething glare was still enough to send a shiver down your spine.

“Well, it’s tradition,” Canopus shrugged with a smug smirk on his lips, a brave reaction worthy of praise from a Gryffindor. You had no idea what it was that Canopus had: courage, stupidity, or simply a warped sense of fear. But, whatever it was, you couldn’t help but pity and admire it at the same time.

“So... Presents,” Abraxas clapped his hands excitedly, contently watching as the group sat around the sofas.

“Here, Tom. Happy birthday,” Abraxas beamed at Tom as he passed the wrapped package that was clearly a book from its size and shape.

Tom did not respond and tore open the paper wrapping.

“Oh. Actually… this is quite helpful,” Tom showed the book cover to you and Canopus; the title read ‘Dictatorship 101: A Beginner's Guide to Regime Change by Khalilah D Smith’. “Thank you, Abraxas. For the thoughtful gift,” Tom even managed a slight curl of his lips.

The blond looked quite pleased with himself, turning his nose slightly up in the air with a proud smile.

“Pshhh, as if our great Tom needs any instructions on becoming a dictator,” Canopus rolled his eyes.

“I, on the other hand, got the only thing Tom needs on his destined path to greatness: Time,” Canopus added an exaggerated flourish to his hands that gestured to the box on the coffee table, ignoring the clear annoyance that flashed across Abraxas’ elegant features.

“You should know, Canopus,” Tom raised a brow as he opened the box. “Your words bring nothing but anxiety to my already troubled mind.”

You peeked in over Tom’s shoulder to find what exactly he meant by ‘time’, as Canopus dramtically worded. To your surprise, it was packets of energy drink powder.

“Ohh… nooo, Canopus…” you murmured quietly, recalling the Dark Lord’s sensitivity to caffeine. The last time he tried one cup of coffee, he stayed up for four nights in a row. “What on earth made you think this was a good idea?”

“Shush shush,” Canopus silenced your words of terror, not even giving you a glance. “Tom, remember the coffee that you had? Imagine that, but double that.”

Tom’s eyes widened in amusement as he glanced at it. “By that logic, I could conquer the wizarding world twice as fast.”

“Exactly my point!” Canopus’ eyes glimmered wildly. “You don’t trust us with a thing. And you’re right to do so. Imagine how much you could get done if you could do everything yourself.”

Tom hummed, nodding along. “You know what, Canopus? For the first time in my life, you did not disappoint.”

You groaned, rolling your eyes. “You two are just enabling his unhealthy obsession with power!” You grabbed Tom’s shoulders, and he slightly wobbled from left to right as your seething eyes captured Abraxas and Canopus. “What Tom needs is stability. Emotional support.”

The wincing was visible on Tom’s face as you said the word ‘emotional support’, but before he had any opportunity to protest, you presented him with a medium-sized box. Tom was bewildered by the way the box seemed to shake on its own. But still, carefully, he opened the box.

“Oh,” Tom seemed lost for words. “Oh. This is… rather… unexpected.”

“Unexpected? What is it-” but Canopus did not need to finish his question, as a small tabby kitten poked his head out of the box and pressed his paws against Tom’s eyes.

Tom grew silent.

“You thought giving Tom a cat was a good idea?” Canopus turned his disbelieving eyes to you. “And here you were, telling me gifting energy drinks was irresponsible.”

You scowled at your friend, not noticing the kitten that had begun climbing Tom’s uniform like it was his life mission. “Well, I, as his friend who actually know him, happen to think that an emotionally volatile person like Tom needs a support animal.”

“Emotionally volatile?” Tom repeated to himself quietly, doubting his ears over the words that came from this supposed friend of his. At that moment, Tom was trying to ignore the kitten on his shoulder, who was pressing his paws against his cheek.

You had to admit, Tom was showing a surprising level of patience towards the kitten, a bitter realisation following closely behind that, perhaps, Tom tolerated the kitten more than any of his human friends. The tabby cat began to incessantly meow by Tom’s right ear, demanding his attention.

Abraxas was watching all of this with intrigued amusement in his pale eyes. “Well… let’s just hope that the cat will survive to see adulthood.”

You found the meowing rather adorable, but it was clear that Tom’s patience was quickly wearing thin. Even for kittens, the Dark Lord had his limits, it seemed. “Look, I only speak snake,” Tom barked, turning his head to the right, speaking directly to the kitten with frustration evident in his voice. “I don’t know what you want from me.”

The kitten only responded by pressing his paws on Tom’s lips, perhaps for the first and the last time the Dark Lord was silenced. Either from rage or being overwhelmed by the kitten’s cuteness, Tom’s cheeks turned a bright red. For the sake of the kitten, you hoped it was the latter.

“Oh hey,” Canopus’ eyes widened at the kitten’s bold move. “What do you know? He might just live to see adulthood.”

Tom growled as the kitten began his climb up Mt. Tom again. “How wonderful,” he murmured darkly, his displeased eyes following the kitten’s tail that swung back and forth in front of his face as he made his way up his head. The kitten was now wrestling with the ‘Birthday Boy’ hat, fighting for his spot on top of his head.

“Not so intimidating anymore, are you Tom?” Canopus snickered as his eyes flickered

between the Dark Lord and the cat that had settled comfortably on top of his head.

Tom’s vehement glare from behind the swinging tail was quite the sight to behold. At that moment, for whatever came over its small brain, the kitten leapt off of Tom’s head and landed on Canopus’ face.

“Agh! What’s happening?!” Canopus tried to pull off the kitten while its claws dug into his face. “Get it off me!”

“Yes. Yes!” Tom’s dark chuckle echoed in the Room of Requirement, while Abraxas watched the scene in terror, his hands elegantly covering his gaping mouth.

You could confidently say, that for the rest of your life, you would never forget the cheerful eyes of Tom when he turned to you and said, “You were right, dear. Emotional support was exactly what I needed.”

A/N: Ended up writing as a sequel of sorts to 𝒟𝒶𝓇𝓀 ℒℴ𝓇𝒹 ℴ𝓃 𝒞𝒶𝒻𝒻ℯ𝒾𝓃ℯ. Not my best writing, but hope you still enjoyed it!

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kazuza-art · 7 months

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Grindledore raising Tom! It’s nice to see them happy for once!

Coloring this was a fight… it’s not very good but i need to challenge myself with lighting and colors if I ant to progress… still damn . The sketch looks better XD

#my art #ggad #grindledore #albus dumbledore #albus x gellert #gellert grindleward #harry potter fanart #hp fanart #grindledore raising tom #tom riddle jr #tom riddle

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piquanteye · 10 months

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Jeez. AI art is something eh?

#tom riddle #tom riddle jr #tomione

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t-o-m-i-o-n-e · 11 months

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fire meet gasoline

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i have yet to find a better fit for tom riddle than tom hughes

#hermione granger #emma watson #tom riddle #otp #hpedit #tom hughes #tom riddle jr #tom riddle gif #tom riddle edit #tom riddle fic #tom marvolo riddle #tomarrymort #dramione #tomione #tomione edit

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sassyeducationwritingcookie · 4 months

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Happy birthday to my the most favorite character 🎉🎉🎉

#tom marvolo riddle #tom riddle #tom riddle jr #harry potter #slytherin

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cisusnar · 4 months

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Coming home

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codeinetylenol · 10 days

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doodle

#tom riddle #tom riddle fanart #tom riddle jr #.png

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mimi-reblogs · 2 years

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tom : *accidently hits [y/n] in the face "

tom : *trying to decide between saying "I'm fucking sorry" and "are you okay?"

tom : ARE YOU FUCKING SORRY?!

[y/n] : what is wrong with you?!

#harry potter #tom riddle #tom riddle x reader #hogwarts #[ 👌🏼 ] mimi's incorrect quotes #hogwarts incorrect quotes #incorrect harry potter quotes #tom riddle jr #tom marvolo riddle #y/n

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sriracharocks · 1 month

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Tom Riddle as an Academic Rival - Headcanons

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"You believe you can surpass me. How adorable."

Smirks at you whenever he notices your nose buried in a book in the Great Hall because he has already finished preparing for the exam

He finished it like a MONTH ago

He knows you're wayyyyyy behind and struggling to keep up with him because his pace of studying is not normal

"I'm Tom Riddle, darling. You can't dethrone me even in your wildest dreams."

Is completely calm on D Day while you freak out with frizzed up hair and crinkled robes because you ran out of time to look after yourself in the morning

Can't really blame you; you were busy revising your notes after all

Absolutely slays in his exam

Come on, you knew he would; you saw how he took so many supplements to write his answers in his elegant cursive

That completely freaked you out because even though you were far from an average student, you didn't write as much as he did

Manages to finish early even after writing so much, while you submit your parchment on the dot

Smirks at his report card, satisfied that he got an O

Looks over at yours and his smirk grows so big, you want to slap it off his face

"An E... Not bad, but not an O after all. Better luck next time."

And when you do get an O, you manage to impress him

"Oh, so you decided to utilise your brain cells instead of letting them rot. Good."

Says that with a poker face but is internally screaming

"How the hell did this girl get an O?"

Is surprisingly relieved when you get an E on the next exam

"I'm the one on top. Always was, always will be. One or two Os don't scare me."

#tom riddle #hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry #slytherin #hp fandom #lord voldemort #tom marvolo riddle #christian coulson #tom riddle jr #tom riddle fluff #tom riddle x reader

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sofoulandfairaday · 6 months

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we know about your bella/black sisters fancasts - what about voldemort? and rodolphus?

Sorry for taking so long to get back to you, anon, but I saw something earlier that sparked my inspiration for this reply.

So. The thing is that I am very particular about fancasts, especially for the characters you mentioned and despite my active research, I still can't settle for a definitive choice for most of these.

Both Rodolphus and Voldemort to me look exactly like @giblimort drew them, I wouldn't change a thing.

I still haven't found a man that feels like Rodolphus to me. On the other hand - and I will fucking die on this hill - the Dark Lord's best fancast is Italian actor Matteo Martari.

This man is Lord Voldemort. He's tall, handsome in a very particular (non-conventional?) way, with very high cheekbones, and a very defined jaw. Also - and English-speaking people won't share this otherworldly experience BUT - the latest season of Cuori was playing earlier as I went to the kitchen and in that he's particularly emaciated and thin looking and I did a whole-ass double take and GAPED. Lord Voldemort indeed. (Also: daddy)

I'm still missing a fancast for younger Tom, who should be someone more conventionally handsome imo.

#asks #answered #hp fancasts #lord voldemort #tom marvolo riddle #tom riddle jr #matteo martari #hp fanart #but i couldn't point excitedly to the tv and yell at my mum “The Dark Lord! The Dark Lord!”#something tells me it would not have been appreciated

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mistress-riddle · 11 months

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you’re surprised to see tom home when you exit your room, he’s usually at work until 7 but you’re delighted none the less “honey, why didn’t you tell me you’re home?” you ask.

“i figured you were busy, you usually know when i arrive.” the sound of flames always announced his arrival before his own soothing voice and you were usually out of your room before the green flames could disappear.

“sorry, i was trying on a make up look to match my new lipstick,” you apologise as you stand beside him in the kitchen “you like?” you ask, dimpled smile showing up when you bat your eyelashes at him and he takes a drink before placing his cup on the counter.

“you always look beautiful,” he declares and tucks a strand of hair behind your ear “but this look suits you a lot.” he presses a kiss to your temple.

“thank you, dear.” you tiptoe to peck his right cheek and he pauses.

“did you get lipstick on my cheek?” he asks and you giggle as you rub at it.

“it looks good on you.” you pout in annoyance “it’s unfair how you look good in anything.” he chuckles and pats your cheek.

“the same could be said for you, love.”

you suppress your smile and tip toe again to press a kiss to his left cheek “i need to make them match.” you clarify when he places his hands on your waist and looks at you with questioning eyes.

you lean in to press a kiss to his lips this time and pull back to admire his blushy cheeks and slightly red tinted lips “you look amazing.” you gush.

tom says nothing as he picks you up and walks to the couch with you in his arms. he lowers you onto his lap and begins to meld his lips with your own.

needless to say, he was your own lipstick remover.

#tom riddle x reader #tom riddle #tom riddle jr #tom riddle imagine #tom riddle headcanon #tom riddle drabble #tom marvolo riddle

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