Janis Sarkisian

Making my art and being myself. 

[heresmyrightfinger]

stxpidwithlove‌:

“Francisco’s!” Cady replied immediately, a little too fast. Ever since discovering the restaurant that served gigantic meatballs, Cady had been obsessed. “Or wherever, I don’t really care…” She murmured, her voice trailing off as she attempted to act ‘cool’. “But you’re right, showers first.” She may have been used to smelling like shit, but it didn’t mean she liked it. Cady jumped down from the ledge and landed pretty un-gracefully, but thankfully still on her feet. “Did you find what you need? Are you gonna make something amazing?”

Janis rolled her eyes, of course, what else could it have been. Giving Cady a smile. “Youre allowed to be excited about things. As long as they have that pasta I’m more then happy to get you those meatballs” Janis paused, a wicked grin on her face. “Granted I thought JD would be filling that craving”  Janis said crackling, and jogging a few steps a head and out of arms reach. “I got one of the best pieces yet coming. It’s weirdly focusing on fashion and influences, I’m very excited for it” Janis paused her steps to lit of a cigarette, hoping the smoke would cover the smell for at least a little bit.

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walkingmxuth‌:

Janis was the resident skeptic out of Grover’s friends and though some may wonder why he even bothered trying to convince her otherwise, he one day his optimism would wear off on her. Grover was overly emotional and Janis liked to pretend she didn’t feel at all. One of these days they’d even each other out, maybe. “’Course it’s real! It’s gotta be, when my heart feels like it’s going to beat out of my chest just by laying eyes on her.” He said, blinking wildly at his friend.

Janis had never met someone so optimistic as Grover. It was almost disgusting, but it was a nice change of pace and it kept her on her toes. She knew she would get into an artistic rut without him. Dark and Depressing only could go so far. “That sounds like lust to me Grove. You don’t fall in love by looking at someone. It’s only good for heartbreak if thats all youre following“ Janis knew the feeling he was talking about, yet it some how always led to hurt, one was better off without such nonsense like the idea of a happy ending.

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stxpidwithlove‌:

“Oh, apparently fetch is really a thing!” Cady said excitedly, popping her head out of the dumpster. “I hear people say it ALL the time. I can’t believe it.” She shook her head, grinning in spite of herself. Secretly, she was glad that fetch was a thing and hoped that Gretchen felt vindicated in it. “Are you asking if I want to get out of the dumpster or not?” She asked, raising an eyebrow at her best friend, waiting a second before pulling herself out. “You don’t have to ask me again. Let’s go.” Cady was used to a lot of weird smells after living on a Kenyan reservation, but there was something in that dumpster that was absolutely foul. She brushed off her hands, wishing she could clean off a bit. She was sure she smelled absolutely rank. “Lead the way. I’ll just take us to the nearest shower.”

Janis let out a barking laugh, of course Fetch had happened when Janis wasn’t paying attention. Good for her, Janis didn’t truly have an issue with Gretchen, okay maybe a little but nearly as much as some of the others. Janis screwed up her nose at the smell coming off Cady. “Okay, I hate that smell. We are going to find the nearest hose and just spray you off” Janis said pinching her nose with one hand and holding the one piece of metal they have been able to salvage. “And then you can pick where we get dinner and itll be my treat.”

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freczeyourbrain‌:

           HUMMING WHEN SHE said that she decided to come here on her own, he nodded as he took another drag, “well, aren’t you just the best type of friend?” jd said with a playful smiling because he wasn’t really being a dick, he got the whole protective friend vibe and knew where she was coming from. although her next comment had him tempted to say something along the lines of ‘well, we don’t do too much talking when we see each other’, but deciding to keep the thought in his head, “the only people i’ve heard cady talk about are these girls named regina, karen, and gretchen.” he said, acting as if he didn’t make out with regina and hook up with karen, as if he had no real clue who they really were, before shrugging. watching her dispose of her cigarette and finally come to shake his head, “but it’s nice to finally meet you, janis. strong grip you got there.” jd joked with a smirk, nodding his head before letting her hand go and taking another hit of his still lit cigarette.

Janis tried to push down the hurt in her chest, old doubts and pain trying to worm their way to the surface of her mind. Why had Cady talked about those three and not her. Janis knew that it shouldn’t matter. But it did. It mattered alot, mostly because Cady had already abandoned her once for them. Janis nodded, only half listening to him now, before snapping back to reality. Maybe this guy wasn’t half bad. Janis took a long sigh, and offered the man her first genuine smile. “Sorry to introduce myself life this, I’m start to realize it’s a little insane”

[strangermaxine]

“are you drawing my portrait yet, janis?” cry baby smirked at his friend as he collapsed into the chair across from her at the coffee shop, his presence both uninvited and unannounced (until now, anyway). “i paid for your food once–” or, well, to be more specific he’d taken her hand and ran as fast as he could out the door of the restaurant and got them both banned, but it was the same thing really– “and i’m still waiting on that favor to be returned. in the form of art. in the form of yours truly.” @heresmyrightfinger​

[heresmyrightfinger]

Janis snorted, barely looking up from her sketch book as she completed the arch of a tree in the photo. Janis glanced up, and grabbed one of her pencils and tossed it at him, playful and dull it wouldn’t cause any lasting damage, maybe just his ego. “ You know clowns aren’t really my specialty but I’m willing to give it a shot” Janis teased, flipping to a new page. “Do you prefer balloon animals or squirt flowers?” it was teasing, nothing meant to hurt, but Janis wondered how far she could take this joke

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stxpidwithlove‌:

“Actually, it’s not that bad.” Cady responded, seriously. “Carnivore excrement is usually…you know what? Never mind.” She had a feeling that Janis didn’t need to know the ins and especially outs of a big cat’s renal system. “Wait, really? That blucks!” She sighed, picking up what seemed to be a used pizza box. Realizing what she said, Cady groaned as she tilted her head back in embarrassment. “I wanted to say ‘blows”, but I started to say ‘sucks’.” She explained, her cheeks reddening. “It sounds like it’s gonna be great, Jan. I can’t wait to see it.” Cady said genuinely, a grin returning to her face.

Janis couldn’t help her laughter as Cady started on a series explanation about large feline poop. The joyess laughter nearly caused her to become dislodged from her perch and end up face first into the dumpter. Only some frantic arm waving saved her. “I think we can make Blucks thing work. Its only mildly worse then Fetch. “ Janis gently teased, grabbing onto a sheet of metal, likely once part of a table.  “I hope it will be great, this Dumpster isn’t yielding much I can use. I dont know about you,  but I kind of want to call it quits and get a drink.” 

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crossmeivy‌:

Ivy was sat in her section of the tattoo parlour with a bag of crisps and her sketchbook just passing the time on her lunch break. Okay actually that had finished about half an hour ago, but it’s not like anyone here checked very often and her next client wasn’t for a little over an hour. If she was working on designs that could be used by other artists then really they had no reason to complain. Hearing the bell over the door go off the girl glanced up, breaking out into a lazy grin when she saw her favourite fellow artist sauntering in, waving a notebook in her general direction. “Weird lunch? Okay, it better not be weird like making you ill because I don’t need to you mess my tattoo table. Show me what you’ve got for me today.” Looking down at the sketch she nodded, shrugging a shoulder and turning to her own sketchbook so she could adapt it into something that could be put on her thigh. “Love that, how big do you want it? Thigh is a pretty big canvas. You’re fucking spoiling me babe.”

Janis felt more relaxed in this little room then she did in most places, letting her self sink into the other chair in the small room. Janis chuckled softly and waved her hand through the hair, dismissing Ivy’s worries. “Not that kind of weird. I just had lunch with someone who challenged me as an artist. It made me think deeper and made my art better. Thus all the..” Janis motioned at sketchbook of hers that Ivy examined. Grinning as she propped up her chin with hand. “Ivys, darling, babe. Your art is gorgeous, if anything I’m the one spoiled rotten.”  Janis said, tilting her head as she looked at her thigh. Measuring with her hands, showing about the size of her hands. “So big?” Janis said with a sheepish smile, she mat be an artist but she really was used to flying by the seam of her pants. Scale wasn’t her specialty. 

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freczeyourbrain‌:

       TAKING A DRAG OF his cigarette, he glanced up at the sky while she spoke, chuckling under his breath before blowing the smoke away, “you came here to spy on me for cady?” jd questioned with a raise of his brow, head falling to the side before moving his gaze back over to the girl, “well, hopefully, we met your standards. i take pride in my, what did you call it, great service.” he joked as he took another drag, shrugging his shoulders before extending a hand out to the girl, “i’m jd, i’m sure you know…about me. and since your cady’s best friend, only fair to get your name.” his smile was charming at best, blowing the smoke away from her as he flicked his cigarette in an easy ash.

Janis grit her teeth, she found something about this man infuriating. But to be fair Janis was kind of the one in the wrong and stalking him at his place of work. “Not for Cady. I decided on my own.” even though it would make it look worse for Janis she refused to let her best-friend take the blame for her over protective behavior. “If you don’t know who I am. I might be a bit more concerned that your spending to much time servicing and not enough focus on talking” Janis said tilting her head as she killed her cigarette, grinding it against the tray and dropping it into the disposal bin.  Taking her time to get to his hand, eyeing his hand before shaking it firmly, maybe a touch on the hard side.  “Janis” 

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Text :: Art lunch woman

Heather: You have pink hair, you only 'think' you're the opposite of my type? Not to mention my type is more often often if not exclusively male. I tend to be a muse to people, this isn't new. Alright, I'll meet you again for lunch if you're so starved for inspiration.

Janis: I was trying to be kind but I'm also not interested in pursuing a straight women. I hardly want lunch to seem like a chore for you, does matching you wit for wit make thing any more appealing to you?

[heresmyrightfinger]

Text :: Art lunch woman

Heather: I never said you were my type. Are you trying to ask me out? Bold. You don't seem to know how to play hard to get.

Janis: I didn't say I was. In fact I honestly think I'm probably the opposite of your type. Maybe you're projecting a little? Honestly going head to head caused my inspiration to sore. You challenge me, I'm not above admitting that.

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Text :: Art lunch woman

Heather: You think you're real cute don't you? Sure, i found you relatively interesting. It's not often I can go toe to toe with someone and they can hold their own I will admit. Happy?

Janis: Oh I know I'm cute, I'm just not everyone's type, so I am happy that this conversation is continuing. If you ever fancy going toe to toe again, I tend to be free around lunch.

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Text :: Art lunch woman

[1 hour later]

Heather: You shouldn't have made the wrong assumption that she wanted to be your friend then. God I literally fell asleep in the middle of reading that explanation. Hence the reply delay.

[Two hours later]

Janis: She ended up texting me when she had no other reason, so she must have found something interesting. That's a shame, I'll have to show you the outcome of those paint tests sometime, maybe you won't find it so boring. Sorry for the delay, I was in my studio and could't hear my phone over the music

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Text :: Art lunch woman

Heather: Well more fool you for not making art friends in the country you live in. I guess creativity doesn't always equal brains. I'm underestimating their level of interesting am I? Well please do forgive me. I never thought of the phrase 'watching paint dry' as one that denotes excitement.

Janis: I tried to make an art friend and she ended up making me wait a couple days before ever texting me. Paint swatches are different then paint drying. Its looks at how your paint reacts to the surface, how thick you need to go, how different lighting effects the colors, if your mixture was okay. Theres a lot to it. But maybe that is why most of my friends in the city arent artists.

[walkingmxuth]

“Oh, don’t look at me like that.” Grover kicked out at Janis’ feet with his own, the feeble attempt more an attempt to offend the other over actually hurting her. He knew she’d make that face as soon as he said what he did, but he couldn’t help it. He was just so star struck and he had to share it with the world. “It’s true love, Janis, I’m telling you.”

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[heresmyrightfinger]

Janis had to stop the snort from leaving her lips, not believing him as he repeated his early statements. Janis rolled her eyes, a slight huff leaving her lips as she double checked there wasn’t now scuff marks on her shoes. This had to be at least the third one this month? Janis couldn't really keep track. Trying to keep track of the amount of times Grover was in love was trying to keep track of how many leaves fall off a tree  “The last one was true love, and the one before that. True love isn’t real Grove”  

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stxpidwithlove‌:

If Cady hadn’t wanted to show Janis she supported her art, she would have ditched long ago. But Janis was a great artist, and if Cady had to dumpster dive with her best friend to show her that…well, she could bring her own set of boots. Besides, she’d flaked out on Janis once before and Cady learned that it was the worst feeling ever to disappoint a friend. “It’s okay! I mean, I’m just glad I kept my really tall galoshes from Africa. I knew I would need them eventually.” She smiled, vindicated in her reasoning not to throw out the smelly black boots. “So, what is inspiring the consumerism angle? Did Angelo’s bump up pizza prices again?” 

Janis had to resist the urge to laugh when Cady had shown up in the galoshes, now Janis felt the twinge of jealousy as she looked down at her own boots, not nearly high enough. “I mean Lion crap has to be worse then this yeah?” Janis tried to assure both Cady and her own feelings of guilt.  “Not the pizza, though that is a crime against humanity that he changed his prizes. I just had this wonderfully frustrating conversation with a women at lunch about fashion and shit really got my inspiration reeving” Janis said, trying to keep the blush off her face as she thought about the women who inspired this dumpster dive.

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freczeyourbrain‌:

ONE THING HE LEARNED from being in a gang, was being able to sense you were being watched. so when he felt eyes on him, he’d glanced out the window to see a girl smoking a cigarette across the street and staring at the shop, or more so…at him. clenching his jaw, he didn’t know who this chick was, maybe she was a fly on the wall and he finished up the car he was working on before clocking out for his break. making his way outside, he easily walked up straight to her, fishing a cigarette out of his shirt pocket and plopping it between his lips. “you often stare at auto-shops in your spare time, or is ours special?” he asked as he lights the end of his cigarette and took a long drag.

Oh god, oh god, oh god. Started repeating in Janis’s head as she watched JD come out the door. Yet there was no way she could flee the scene without looking horribly suspicious. Janis sighed as it was time to face the music. “Special. My best friend Cady told me what great service she got here” Janis said, stressing the word service to make sure he understood who she was. Make it seem like she knew what she was doing and wasn’t looking for way to get the hell out of dodge. “I was checking it out to see if it was really as good for her as she claimed.” Janis said, flicking the last dress of her cigarette, squaring her shoulders trying to make herself appear bigger and slightly more intimating then she was.

[heresmyrightfinger]

Was Janis being creepy? Yeah maybe. But was it illegal to stand around across the street from the mechanic shop your best friends boy-toy worked and smoke a cigarette and maybe keep an eye out for him? God Janis hoped not. Yeah she knew that Cady was an adult and she could make her own choices. But she also knew that Cady had horrible track record of making stupid choices involving her heart. Thus why Janis was being creepy and totally not stalking, stalking this JD.She was a protective best friend, Janis knew that and was leaning into the roll. Nothing Illegal. She thought. 

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