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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2010 6:35 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2010 5:38 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 09, 2010 5:19 pm
I'm glad that people are looking at that thread I made. Cause I always wanted something like that to help me when I needed an idea.
And I know what you mean. I previewed a lot of posts that I wanted in my test thread, but it never looked right. Even more so when I got into that whole list thing. It never aligned where I wanted.
Anyways. I have your information up on the art shop. This is what it looks like. It's kinda out there, ish. But I hope that it's to your liking. Cause that's what's important. XD  ฬɧɑʈʂ ʋρ?❀xoxoxoThe ɱσηεʏ Makerxoxoxo❀⋯ What I do best ⋯
☑ Muscular guys ☑ Curvy girls ☑ Emo hair on boys ☑ Torsos ☑ I'm pretty versatile though so you can throw whatever at me ☢xoxoxoMy ωεɑʞηεʂʂεʂxoxoxo☢ ⋯ What I'm not so good at ⋯☒ Girly boys ☒ Really detailed designs, like on clothes for example ☒ Huge eyes, it's just not my style ☒ Clutter ☒ Hands. I can draw hands better than most, but because I'm a perfectionist I will spend days on a hand. ☮xoxoxoMy Ƚɪʂʈ of ɖσ'ʂxoxoxo☮✓ Avi's ✓ OC (get detailed here) ✓ Couples ✓ Groups (get ready to pay a lot though) ✓ Chibi ✓ Furries ✓ Some animals ✓ Yaoi/Yuri, so long as it's clean! ☠xoxoxoThe Ƞσ No'sxoxoxo☠✗ Sexually explicit stuff ✗ Cluttered avi's ✗ Full frontal nudity (I don't draw junk if you know what I mean) ✗ Meca ✗ Cars, trucks, motorcycles, you know the deal ✗ Intense battle scenes ♠xoxoxoYour ωɑɭɭεʈxoxoxo♠Chibi waist up :: 15k Chibi Full body :: 20k Chibi Couple :: 35k Anime headshot :: 40k Anime waist up :: 70 to 80k (depending on difficulty could raise) Anime Full Body :: 100k to --- (Really depends here) Anime Couple :: 200 to 300k (A lot I know, but I'll make it great) Furry :: Add 10k to the price Without color :: Chibis :: Subtract 5k from original price Anime headshot :: subtract 10k All other Anime :: subtract 50k I also except items! ⋯ Right now I want Fremere's Guard, Compass of Sedith (like super badly), and Scarlet Mist. ⋯ ⋯ I'm open for other items too, just ask. ⋯
Ⓐ Ⓛ Ⓢ Ⓞ If you pay me with an expensive item, I will draw you as many drawings as the cost allows. If it's a million dollar item, and you want a full body, you can get ten full bodies in the future. ★ ☆xoxoxoxoΣӽɑɱρɭεʂxoxoxoxo☆ ★
 xxx xxx Introduction // Rules // Waiting list // Soulless_Wonder // Troubled Monster // EmmyPenguin // Reserved // Ordering // Announcements // Signatures // Finished // Fan art // Reserved // Reserved // Open
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 12:15 am
☆═━┈AlexanderRousseau┈━═☆ ⇢" you can call me A L E X "⇠ •here goes nothing• B i r t h Certificate : Alexander Jean Rousseau Y u m m y Cake : December 16th L i t Candles : 20 M o n k e y Suit : Ballet Dancer for ABT Define, ℳℯ
I guess, I'm, happy? Yeah, happy. I've always been sort of upbeat, and I like it that way. I'm dedicated to ballet, so when I'm in class or in rehearsal I'm completely focused on the task at hand. I'm an extremely hard worker and I will always work to get what I want. When I'm not dancing, I'm kind of goofy I guess...well people have called me goofy before so I'm just going by them! I take orders well but if they're not ballet related, and they're completely ridiculous requests, I won't go along with them, I'll do what I want. I've got a good hold on my life and I don't want that to be taken away. I'm quick to gossip, because, well I like to be in the know! It doesn't take a lot to get me mad, but I'll usually keep my anger bottled up for a while. I mean if you continue to act like a d**k, I will curse you out....but generally I'm just a light hearted person.
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You know, I can barely remember the years prior to me wanting to be a ballet dancer. I think I was maybe...hmm, four, when I realized I needed to dance. I blame my aunt. My aunt Sarah took me to see Sleeping Beauty at Lincoln Center right before I went to kindergarden. Everyone thought she was crazzzzzy for bringing a little four year old to a ballet. And honestly who wouldn't? She wasn't even bringing me to the Nutcracker or something, it was Sleeping Beauty, and it was a life changing moment. As soon as I saw Aurora do thirty four fouette turns without a single wobble, I knew I had to be up there. I wanted to be the one preforming at the Met, me. So that's what inspired me, Sleeping Beauty. A few years later, my teacher called my parents and asked to have a meeting with them because I had written a paper about wanting to grow up and be a ballerina. The teacher thought was making a joke, I wasn't. I wanted to be a ballerina! I mean, come on, what job could be better than that? Fire men have to run into buildings...that are on fire[/i[, the hell kind of an idiot wants to do that!? And pro soccer player? Um, I'm not going to sweat for something that doesn't even look pretty when I do it. I didn't want to be rich like Tommy Falcons who wrote a paper about being a billionaire, I just wanted to do ballet, forever. I wrote that paper before I even started dancing, that's how desperate I was. So I got into ballet at ABT, which was wonderful because that was a real professional ballet school. I worked really hard, because I wanted to be better than good, I wanted to be great!
Truth be told, I knew my parents didn't want me doing ballet...but I didn't care, I think at the time I loved ballet more than I loved them. But don't tell them I said that! I'll deny it I swear! Anyway, as I got older, and puberty hit, I sort of realized, well, that I was gay. the day dreams in Chemistry about kissing Kyle Sanders was the big tip off if you know what I mean. Coming out was hard because I knew from the moment I said I was gay, things were going to fall apart. I was right, but wrong too. I told my parents and that first month was hell. My mom, and I can quote this, said, "Alex shut up, you're not gay, it's not possible." But, it was more than possible, it was true. My dad was just a real ******** a*****e. Just like, a real d**k. I had felt, terrible. I felt like a ******** up. Being my parents only child, I felt like I had failed them, betrayed them in some way....especially because my younger sister was a still born. I always figured she would have been straight. Looking back I was probably really depressed, clinically so. I was only fourteen but I was taking a ten or twelve aspirins in one shot trying to kill myself or something like that. Ballet, to my surprise actually, saved me. Instead of mulling over the terrors of my household and sexuality, I thought about how to get my leg behind my head. I wanted to be incredibly flexible, so I focused solely on that instead of thinking about my life at home. Eventually my parents sobered up and decided being gay didn't make me any less of their son. They apologized so many times, and I was really happy ballet was there to rip those pills out of my hands. Coming out at school wasn't as wonderful. I was picked on, a lot. Being a ballet dancer and a boy got me s**t as it was, but now that everyone knew I was gay, names were said right to my face, they were even shouted down the hall. I hated going to school, but sophomore year turned out worse than freshman. In tenth grade I developed that "gay accent". I've never been more miserable in my life. I started getting physically assaulted. It was never anything that got me into the hospital, but some of the things that happened weren't exactly safe.
The worst episode involved the end of a broom stick and my a**...lets that leave the rest for the imagination. So to spare myself from my own personal hell on earth, I made sure I killed that lisping accent. Now when I talk people wonder if I'm really actually gay. That's probably a good thing. As a junior I totally disregarded my academics. ******** high school, I was becoming a ballet dancer. No one gave me s**t there! Well, teachers yelled at me, but I didn't mind that. I was consumed by ballet and I didn't mind at all, I encouraged it. Sooner or later, I was spending eight or so hours a day doing ballet. The greatest moment of my life was being accepted into the company.
The only Americans to be accepted into ABT that year were me and this one girl. All the other's were foreign, mostly European. I can't tell you how much i love my job I really can't. There are no words! I moved into the city so that I could be closer to work. I can't afford an apartment right next to work, but that's because the upper west side is crazy expensive. I'm not exactly making six or seven digits. Right now I live live in the village, and I really really really like it. There are cute shops, amazing restaurants and really cute boys. Chelsea Piers isn't even a ten minute walk away and that's like the gayest spot in New York City so it's fabulous! I'm loving my life right now, but I want to be a star. I want to go down in history like some ballet dancers do. Well, I at least want people to remember my name around twenty years after I die, at least. I want to have a spot as a principle dancer so bad right now I can't even stand it. I work so hard, and I just want it so freakn bad! The worst, the absolute WORST, is that that ******** slut Stephan got a principle spot and he isn't even good! But I know the truth, he's sleeping with a choreographer! He'd getting good parts because he's sucking d**k! So here I am working my a** off a the bar and in the studio while he just like, runs into Adolpho's bed! But isn't that how it always works? You never get anywhere without giving a little extra if you know what I mean. I'll become a principle dancer, I'm so sure I will.
Especially because I've just been presented with an amazing...but morally wrong and potentially dangerous opportunity. •sloppy seconds• H a i r Color : Dirty Blonde
E y eColor : Blue-Green
H o w Tall : 5'11
H o wMuch : 160lbs TheGood Ballet!
Gummy bears (yum yum yum)
My pet hedgehog Ernie
Movies like Superbad and The Hangover
Taking a shower right after a really hard class
Funny socks TheBad
Not being a principle dancer
Bugs, they need to keep out of my personal space
Rain
When I have to repeat myself
Violence
Being the subject of a bad rumor
the R E A L me
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 11:46 am
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 12:22 pm
 _______________________________________________________xxxxxxxB R A Y D E Nxx B L A C Kxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx☆☆☆______________________________________________________________________xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx✄ -------- S E X Y for a L I V I N G 
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Posted: Sun Sep 26, 2010 7:41 pm
☆═━┈BraydenBlack┈━═☆ ⇢" you can call me B R A Y D E N or B R A Y "⇠ •here goes nothing• B i r t h Certificate : Brayden Anthony Black Y u m m y Cake : March 21st L i t Candles : 25 M o n k e y Suit : Gay Porn Star Define, ℳℯ
I'm really blunt. I say it like it is and I never use euphemisms. Sugar coating s**t isn't worth it and it pisses me off when people don't give it to me straight. I come off distant and I am. I push people away, and I realize I'm doing it. I'm a tough guy when I have to be, and I have to be a lot of the time. Really though, I just want a ******** puppy. I just want to be able to lounge around all day and be, I dunno, cuddly. I've got a big personality despite being "antisocial". I'm not shy when it comes to my body and even though my job is to have sex on camera, I don't whore myself out like I used to.
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I hate my family. They can all go to hell and be homophobic and bitchy and party it up with Satan and like, Hitler, or whoever else is there. I'm on such bad terms with the entirety of my family, that I haven't spoken to anyone of them in over three years. My parents ruined my life, I'm not even kidding. I got good grades in school, not A’s but pretty good grades. They were definitely enough to get me into college, probably a pretty good one too, probably BU. But you can’t go to college if you don’t have money to pay the tuition, and when you don’t have a family that wants to pay for you, you don’t go to college. Do you know what happens then? Well you get ******** a few different ways. You don’t have money for a house because you don’t have a job. You don’t have a job because you don’t have an education and you can’t live with your parents because they want a son that doesn’t suck d**k. I happen to have been sucking d**k since I was fifteen. And then after you ponder suicide for a good month and a half, you get ********, literally. You meet somebody and they tell you you’re a great ********. Compliment? Well who knows? Sure it’s not the nicest thing to hear from your boyfriend of six months, but hey at least he’s happy. I had a huge fight with my family because they found out I liked d**k and was ******** a guy...and getting ******** by a guy, that was four years older than me. My younger sister Katie didn't really have much to do with the distinction of Brayden vs the Black family, but by default she was added to the opposing side. My older brother died of a heroin overdose so because of his stupidity my parents thought I too was spiraling down down down...when really I was seventeen, gay, and horny. It wasn't a good time for me. After I graduated high school I was kicked out of my house and forced to live with my older boyfriend. That lasted like what, a year maybe? After dating on and off I met JJ, whose real name was John Jr. I met him when I had just turned nineteen. I really loved Jay, a lot. For a while s**t was great, really ******** great even if we lived together in the shitiest apartment known to man in a neighborhood where gun shots were as common as sunrises and sunsets. I was working at some department store on a more upscale part of LA when I started feeling really low. I had nothing, sometimes couldn't even afford to replace a ripped shirt. With nothing to lose I decided to invest in the one thing I was good at, sex.
I’m good at sex, always have been. It might be a natural talent given to me by the gods or it could be that I hated my life so much I put all my anger and despair into ********, which I guess would make me really good because I was giving it my all. Two days later some porn star walks into my department and that’s when I knew this was legit. I needed in that business. He could afford the fancy jeans and s**t—hell I wanted to buy jeans and shoes and belts, I wanted cash, I wanted to be him. So he got me an interview. Dude me and the director hit it off. I got some nice compliments and I was ready to go. First job was um…interesting. It’s not easy taking off your clothes when there are cameras and people starring at you, and it’s definitely not easy when you’re doing things with a girl and you wish she had a d**k. But I got used to it. I was making money; I was buying clothes instead of selling them now. So after two years of that---I was twenty one, (started porn at 19) I bought me and my boy an apartment…you know, one that had a bathroom in it and not in the hall. I landed a big shoot with playgirl, and then I was offered a video job. I was nervous but I took the job and to my surprise the director asked if I wanted to do gay porn. It paid A LOT more. And I was happier because now I was ******** guys for cash---I mean ******** girls was gross. So that’s when the dough rolled in. Nicer apartment and everything. I even got myself a car. I thought it was going well but then JJ got into problems with his family and his job and he started drinking...drinking too much. I was making a name for myself in the pornography industry, and because JJ knew we needed the money, and was drunk all the time anyway, he didn't give a s**t about what my job entailed. I was pretty sure I was in love with the guy too so I wanted to help him out…that’s why I didn’t run out when he hit me. Oh yeah, boy on boy violence. I don’t know why I stuck around as long as I did. Getting beat up just because I was there, that wasn’t fun. He just drank so ******** much. Then I had to deal with the weekly rape. You don’t want to have sex with a guy that hits you, you really don’t. So when I politely declined his advances, he ******** me anyway and I was an idiot and I thought he was good underneath all this crap so I didn’t fight back. So that…that sucked. I was in an abusive relationship for over two years, and I didn’t even do anything about it. Well one day I snapped. I was making the money, I was doing the work, making the food, being the girl (it used to be shared and s**t but when you get forced into it you don’t really have a choice) cooking, driving, everything. I was buying the beer he was getting drunk on! So I kicked him out. When he came back three days later to threaten me with a knife telling me if I didn't take him back he'd cut my face up, I called the cops and he got arrested and thrown in jail for a few months. It’s been five months since that. Nobody I work with ever found out what really happened…I didn’t want to tell anyone, I don’t know if I was embarrassed or scared or what. But now, even after having several offers, I’m single. I don’t even have friends any more. No one knows the real me anymore, no one but JJ wherever the ******** he is. My family doesn't know who I am or the extent of my fame among the gay community, I want to keep it that way. I don't wine, and I don't b***h, but I'm not happy, not happy one bit.
•sloppy seconds• H a i r Color : haircolor
E y eColor : Blue
H o w Tall : 6ft
H o wMuch : 175lbs TheGood
Vitamin water, it's all I drink.
Cute, fluffy things.
Steady income.
Boys with muscles, I'm not into twigs.
That feeling you get between your toes when you’ve been wearing socks all day and then take them off when you go under the covers. TheBad
Violence, I am no longer a fan.
My ******** family, every single one of them…
Hot dogs and hamburgers.
Really really pushy people.
Anything green apple flavored.
the R E A L me
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