So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating “’Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door—

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December; And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.

And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me—filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;

Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door;— This it is and nothing more.”

Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer, “Sir,” said I, “or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;

But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,

I'm tweeting something to avoid being AFK for too long, not that anyone would see this

forgot where I left off with the poem...

Female Form

No one knows whats the last digit of Pi, all I know is it's between 0-9.

Probability dictates that the last digit of Pi is has a 1/10 chance of being 5.

Crossover between Azur Lane and MLP, why? Just because I can. Drew Tirpitz because I like her the most. Full Image: deviantart.com/hugo231929/art… Inspired by: danbooru.donmai.us/posts/3038213

A gift for a friend. Full-Res Image deviantart.com/hugo231929/art…

...drawing...

still alive... I don't really use this platform enough...

since I'm here, I'll upload this too

Still alive

Not a lot of activity here for a while so here's one for ya'll

I really should start posting here... or anywhere more often.