Okay finally doing this cuz boredom (sorry if this sucks idk exactly how to do an intro lmao. Gonna add a meet the artist drawing along with this later):
INTRO TIME :D
Shitpost blog
Writing blog
OC blog
‼️Commision info‼️
Check profile to see if commissions are open :))
- Hello I’m Clarity (clarityroses_ and claritys_art_things on instagram)
- he/any pronouns
- minor
- gender-fluid and abrosexual
- very multi fandom just like look through featured tags watch me go insane 😔😔
- I do a lot of art
- I went to vidcon 2022, 2023, and 2024‼️ it’s so silly and fun.
- I secretly rp as ro from kotlc on @hunkyhairs-backup but I’m not very active at all shhhhh
Ermm
OK WITH
✅ Using art for pfp or wallpaper or whatever (pfp has to have credit though!)
✅ drawing my ocs or aus. I’d actually love that oml-
✅ tagging me and spamming likes or reblogs
✅ spammy asks
NOT OKAY WITH
❌ Reposting (even with credit)
❌ Any like blatant hate for no reason. Like you’re free to critique and such but I don’t want a negative blog
❌ Homophobia, transphobia, ableism, racism, or any of the other weirdos and rude & angry people of the internet
❌ blank blogs. Add something my guy. I’ll most likely just block them cuz they look like bots 😃
❌ weird like. 18+ blogs. Not just if you’re over 18, I mean specifically THOSE types of blogs. The weird kinky ones or if it says “minors dni” in ur bio don’t follow meeee ew ty
(I’ll probably add more once I remember stuff lol)
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Johnnyboy oneshot thingy (Outsiders)
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Oceanside is one of my oc stories, tags will be #oceanside #oceanside characters. The other story doesn’t have a name yet. You can check #the creatures of my brain, plus any generic #oc tags. I have a separate blog for ocs now.
Art tag is #clarity’s arts
Rambling tag is #clarity speaks
Asks are #clarity’s asks
Writing tag is #clarity’s ramblings
WIPs are #me when the work is progressing
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Ahem anyways
Misc. tags are #shitpostss, #wowie a poll, #anon :3, #woahh a video, but I forget to use them a lot
People, please be careful. There are also people tracking children and people and putting bids on them based on their profile pictures on whatsapp, tracking and kidnapping them. Especially young children, so please be cautious, especially parents who have their children as their profile pictures.
Please pass this on to everyone so that they are aware of the danger. I don’t how it is all around the world but I know it can’t just be here so please please spread the word. Thank you.
oh yeahhhh, I saw that on snapchat. it’s been freakin’ EVERYWHERE lately. i haven’t been getting the text, luckily, but im still extremely cautious about it. shit’s scary.
not just girls, but boys and other genders have to be careful as well. this could happen to anyone. please be safe, my friends <3
FOR ALL THE YOUNGER PEOPLE THAT FOLLOW. YOU GUYS ARE SMART. YOU KNOW THIS. BUT JUST IN CASE THERE ARE SOME WHO MIGHT NOT. THAT DOESN’T MAKE YOU NOT SMART, PERHAPS JUST LESS INFORMED.
DO NOT CLICK LINKS IN TEXTS EVER. GO TO ACTUAL WEBSITES FOR ONES YOU RECOGNIZE AND TYPE IN THE URL. OR A BOOKMARK IF YOU HAVE ONE. DON’T CLICK LINKS IN TEXTS AND SOCIAL MEDIA MESSAGES/DMS AND EMAILS. EVEN IF YOU KNOW THE PERSON. TAKE EXTREME CAUTION.
IF YOU’RE GUTS SAYS EH WOULDN’T DO THAT BUDDY. LISTEN.
I’m noticing an increase in new fic writers on AO3 who…uh…mayy not know how to format their fics correctly..so here is a quick and VERY important tip
Using a random fic of mine as example..
The left example: ✅✅✅
The right example: ❌❌❌
Idk how many times I’ve read a good fic summary and been so excited to read before clicking on it and being met with an ugly wall of text. When I see a huge text brick with zero full line breaks my eyes blur and I just siiiigh bc either I click out immediately or I grin and bear it…it’s insufferable!
If a new character speaks, you need a line break. If you notice a paragraph is becoming too large, go ahead and make a line break and/or maybe reconfigure the paragraph to flow better. I’m not a pro writer or even a huge fic writer but…please…ty…
This is a good thing to keep in mind! It is often and unfortunate that a really good fic doesn’t get love because its formatting makes it too difficult to read!
i’ve seen people say that books look like that though, which might be true, but reading a block of text on a piece of paper is different and a different kind of eye strain that reading the same text on a screen. Especially since AO3 formats based on the screen you read on.
legibility is incredibly important in work, both written and in art or comics. Did you ever notice that comics with extremely text rich speech bubbles are harder to read too?
no way ppl are using ai to write ao3. what happened to being a tortured writer. what happened to blood on the page. what happened to the ao3 curse. people used to get run over, have their houses burned down, break their entire spines and they still put in the work to finish a chapter. fuck you, using ai. y’all are weak
I forgot I ever wrote this so imma give it to you now outsiders tumblr. It’s unfinished and also I haven’t read through it so whatever typos are there are just there ig
Ponyboy stumbled through the front door of his house and collapsed on the couch. Today had been busy.
It was the end of his freshman year, so there were lots of tests, and he had a track meet right after. Not to mention he had stayed up studying and barely ate anything because his anxiety over testing was too much for him to keep anything down.
Needless to say, Pony was exhausted. But he wasn’t able to rest just yet.
“Ponyboy, is that you?” he heard Darry call from the kitchen.
Pony groaned and stood up. “Yeah. Coming.”
He walked into the kitchen and leaned against the doorway. “Whatcha need?”
Darry looked up from the vegetables he was cutting. “Some help with dinner would be nice.”
Pony looked at the ingredients Darry was using and came to a conclusion the older boy was making soup. He checked the potatoes in the pot and decided they were cooked enough and drained them.
They finished the dinner, mashing all the veggies and mixing them with milk and seasoning. Darry cut a few slices of bread and started to portion the soup into bowls. Ponyboy went to set the table.
As he was readjusting the napkins for the fifth time, Pony heard the front door open and shut. He watched as Johnny walked inside and peeked around the corner to see if anyone was in there. Then he saw Ponyboy and walked over.
“Hey Pone,” he said. He sounded about as tired as Pony did.
“Hiya, Johnnycakes,” Ponyboy said, trying to wake himself up a bit now that Johnny was here. “You hungry?”
Johnny paused for a minute before nodding. Pony gestured to a chair and went to fetch more stuff to set his spot at the table.
As he walked into the kitchen, Pony said, “Johnny’s here,” in Darry’s general direction before grabbing more silverware and walking back out to the dining room.
“So,” Pony started as he placed down the spoon and fork he had grabbed on the table, “What brings you over this time?”
Johnny looked up at Ponyboy. “Same shit as always, man…”
Pony sighed sadly and walked behind Johnny. He grabbed his shoulders from behind.
“It’s okay Johnnycakes. One day you’ll leave those wretched people and we can go live out in the country or something.”
Pony leaned forward and turned his head to look at Johnny. “Won’t we?”
Johnny chuckled. Pony always got more cheery and loose when he was tired. He placed his hand over one of Pony’s.
“We will.”
Pony smiled and stood up straight again, shaking Johnny’s shoulders as he spoke.
“Yesss, it’ll be so fun. The scenery will be so nice, and we could put flowers on the windowsill—“
“And you could read us stories, and outside we could have a garden! We just wouldn’t work too hard!”
Pony laughed as Johnny joined in his fantasizing. He leaned forward and hugged Johnny’s shoulders from behind, sighing.
“It’s real nice talking to you, Johnny…”
Pony was so relaxed he could fall asleep standing up at that point. And he just might’ve if Sodapop hadn’t walked in.
“What, uh- Whatcha doin’ there, Pone?” Soda said, voice faltering. He was trying not to laugh.
Pony shot up so fast he almost fell over.
“Whaddya mean?” He shook his head and sat down in the chair next to Johnny.
“Y’know what? Never mind,” Sodapop said, taking the seat across from Pony. “So. What’s for dinner.”
“We made cream of potato soup and there’s some bread to eat with it,” Pony said, telling both Soda and Johny because he realized he never told Johnny what they were gonna eat.
“Oh, hell yes.”
Pony snorted at Soda’s response before turning back to Johnny.
“You staying the night, Johnny?”
Johnny thought for a moment. It was nice enough weather that he could stay in the lot, but honestly, he didn’t want to.
“Yeah, I’ll stay tonight. I can sleep on the couch,” he decided.
“Naw, I’ll just sleep in the spare room or somewhere else,” Soda replied.
Pony raised an eyebrow at how quickly Soda decided.
“So quick to get away from me, huh brother?” Ponyboy bantered.
“And what if I am,” Soda said back jokingly. They met each other’s eyes with mischievous grins for a second before Soda broke eye contact and shrugged.
“But actually, I don’t want Johnny sleeping on the couch, cause he’s obviously tired,” Soda gestured towards Johnny’s disheveled look, “And I know he’s more comfy sleeping around you.”
Ponyboy reddened slightly at that. “O-okay.”
Thankfully, Darry started bringing out servings to everyone and they dug in. Well, Pony prayed first, a habit he’d gotten from his parents, and then he ate. After basically not eating all day, the soup tasted like the most delectable thing ever.
Darry sat down at the head of the table and ate a few spoonfuls of soup before asking, “So how was everyone’s day?”
Soda was the first one to speak up. “It was good. Some girls came into the DX today. There was this one girl named Sandy, she seemed really nice.”
Pony looked over to see Soda a little dreamy-eyed and sighing. He scoffed.
“What? Can’t a guy have a little crush on a chick every now and then?”
Pony snickered and rolled his eyes. Darry was stifling a laugh as well.
“What about you Ponyboy? How was your day?” Darry cut in before they went on any longer and it turned into a back and forth.
“Eh, it was fine. Tiring as hell, but there wasn’t really anything too special about the day I guess,” Pony answered between bites of food.
Darry hummed in acknowledgment. There was a silence while everyone ate a few bites of food. Finally, after a minute or two of quiet, Darry asked Johnny, “What about you, Johnny? Anything noteworthy happen today?”
Johnny looked up from his bowl, spoon halfway to his mouth. He put it down and thought for a minute.
“Um…I basically did the same things as Ponyboy. Lots of tests and stuff. I’m sure they were different because uh…we’re in different grades. I don’t think I did too well. I just hope I don’t get held back…”
Johnny paused for a moment and everyone waited.
“I- uh… Got kicked out of the house again. Same ol’ same ol’ I guess.”
Everyone looked at Johnny with empathy and a bit of pity. Johnny didn’t like being pitied, but it happened anyways.
Darry spoke first. “One of these days we’ll get you out of those monsters’ care and you can come stay here or wherever else and never have to deal with them again.”
Johnny nodded. He heard a similar sentiment pretty much daily from different members of the gang and just accepted it every time. He knew them meant it, and it felt nice to know someone cared.
Suddenly he felt Pony squeeze his hand from under the table.
“Don’t forget you can still stay here now. You don’t gotta be scared that you can’t,” Ponyboy said, looking at Johnny.
“Yeah, I know, I know,” Johnny said with a small smile.
Eventually, everyone has finished their dinner and started to clean up. Once the table was cleared and he dishes were washed, everyone started to get ready for bed.
Ponyboy lent Johnny some pajamas and they sat together on Pony and Soda’s bed. Darry came in to say goodnight to the two.
“Don’t stay up too late, boys.”
“You really don’t gotta worry, Dar,” Pony laughed, already getting under the covers. “I am spent.”
Darry chuckled and turned the light off. “Goodnight, Pony. Goodnight, Johnny.”
“Goodanight, Darry,” they both said before Darry shut the door.
Within a few minutes, Pony was already asleep. He could be the heaviest sleeper in the world. He’s out in seconds and will stay out until the person he’s sleeping with leaves.
Johnny was the complete opposite, a result of the household he grew up in. The slightest noise would wake Johnny up, and it was hard for him to get to sleep in the first place. And he seemed to be having that problem right now.
- If pony is ever by himself while he’s sleeping (not often) he’s clinging onto the nearest pillow like it’s a person
- Ponyboy will forget to eat cuz he locks tf in to whatever he’s doing and then later in the day he’s like “why tf am I hungry” and that’s why he eats like a horse at dinner. You need to physically pull him away from his daily tasks and force him if you want him to eat before 6 pm
- Pony doesn’t know how to function in public *cough cough* autistic mf *cough* so he just stays with Darry and soda and clings to them when he’s nervous or unsure what to do. If someone asks him something he just stares until Darry answers for him
- The closer ponyboy is, the more anxious he is. He’ll subconsciously follow whoever he’s with at events and stuff so he’s not left alone. They walk away and he notices and like a minute later he’s walking after them
- “Im losing my fuckin TOUCH on reality, gang!” - ponyboy curtis, probably (this is a thing I thought to myself and was like omg ponyboy core)
- If anyone gets too loud/stern with Johnny while he’s having an especially shitty day, he has an episode and kind of just retreats into his mind and starts hyperventilating and has a breakdown. The only people that can ever calm him down are pony and dally. Basically Johnny has ptsd from his parents (I’m gonna kill them)
*ahem* sorry mb gang back to the silly stuff
- Soda has NOO sense of personal space. If he’s talking he’ll get really close to you. Just in general he hovers (me core). He also has no sense of like, other’s privacy. Like pony will be in the shower and he’ll open the shower curtain like “do we need smth from the store” and ponyboy just screams
I WAS IN THE MIDDLE OF MAKING THIS EXACT POST ABOUT A ONESHOT I WANTED TO WRITE AND IT GOT FUCKING DELETED OMFG
Anyways
I had this idea.
What if like, 10 years after the finale of arcane, we find piltover and zaun (I forgot if they kept their names or not I’m stupid) in a state pretty close to how they were in the alternate universe ekko went to. There’s obviously people missing like vander and silco, but also someone else. Jinx, or as ekko knew her, powder.
Ekko is happy now, doing whatever job and research he chose since the finale, but every day is a reminder of who he lost.
One day, he’s at a bar down in the undercity when he notices a girl in the corner that looks a LOT like someone he used to know…
But it couldn’t be her, right? I mean, she died 10 years ago, he’d learned it through a painful conversation with vi. But he couldn’t shake the feeling of curiosity he felt with towards this girl. Only… her hair was purple, with only a streak of blue. Of course hair dye existed, but ekko was trying to rationalize in his slightly drunken brain what he was seeing.
He snapped out of his thoughts when he realized the girl was staring back at him with a raised eyebrow. He gulped and stood up to approach her.
Andddd that’s all I’ll give you. If you’re interested uhh tell me I will provide bc I fucking love this idea. My brain liked me today idk.
I WAS IN THE MIDDLE OF MAKING THIS EXACT POST ABOUT A ONESHOT I WANTED TO WRITE AND IT GOT FUCKING DELETED OMFG
Anyways
I had this idea.
What if like, 10 years after the finale of arcane, we find piltover and zaun (I forgot if they kept their names or not I’m stupid) in a state pretty close to how they were in the alternate universe ekko went to. There’s obviously people missing like vander and silco, but also someone else. Jinx, or as ekko knew her, powder.
Ekko is happy now, doing whatever job and research he chose since the finale, but every day is a reminder of who he lost.
One day, he’s at a bar down in the undercity when he notices a girl in the corner that looks a LOT like someone he used to know…
But it couldn’t be her, right? I mean, she died 10 years ago, he’d learned it through a painful conversation with vi. But he couldn’t shake the feeling of curiosity he felt with towards this girl. Only… her hair was purple, with only a streak of blue. Of course hair dye existed, but ekko was trying to rationalize in his slightly drunken brain what he was seeing.
He snapped out of his thoughts when he realized the girl was staring back at him with a raised eyebrow. He gulped and stood up to approach her.
Andddd that’s all I’ll give you. If you’re interested uhh tell me I will provide bc I fucking love this idea. My brain liked me today idk.
I haven’t had a good hc in like two weeks, these are the few I’ve had for a while
Idk when I’ll be back with more sobs
- (johnnyboy) Pony and Johnny never “leave” the honeymoon stage cuz they never really have one. They just start dating and occasionally one will do smth stupid or romantic or just exist and the other is like “holy fuck I love this boy”
- (at least 90s au and on) rip ponyboy you would’ve LOVED melatonin supplements
- Pony’s voice got a little deeper when he was in like 7th grade but it hasn’t gotten any deeper since so he’s stuck with voice cracks and shit all the time (the gang makes fun of him for this)
- Johnnys voice has basically never changed. He looks and sounds way younger than he is (he’s a late bloomer)
Something something Sunday, something something headcanon post
- Ponyboy loves mint chocolate chip ice cream, but dally hates it. He claims it tastes like toothpaste and every time he says this, the group has to hold pony back from attacking the guy (fair)
- (modern) Someone show the curtis brothers Steven universe sobs
- The curtis brothers have dimples and smile lines and other facial things. like Darry has crows feet and pony has worry lines on his forehead because I think it’s cool and I have those even though I am like. Young.
- What if Dallas had an older brother or someone that’s like how he is to Johnny but to Dallas and that person died and then his mom died and he hated his dad and had no reason to stay in New York so he left
- I just painted my nails with random ass old nail polish I found and every nail is a different color and I think that’s something cherry would do
- Pony, soda, and twobit are all double jointed in different areas of their body and they’ll just do shit to creep the rest of the guys out, especially dally and darry
- Dally is fine with gore n shit irl but cant handle weird body contorsions
- Johnny will randomly say the most horrifying things like “doesn’t everyone wish they could go to sleep and not wake up” and it just traumatizes ponyboy. Twobit is also like this but a bit more goofy. Pony ends up doing the same thing post-book but says it to sound like it’s a joke like two bit and when people tell him to stop he’s like “it’s true tho🧍🏽♂️”
- Since dally is so pale, he gets “red” so goddamn easily but he looks more pink. Every time he feels too much of any emotion, he’s pink. If it’s too hot he’s pink. Two bit makes fun of him for this and has been punched in the face at least twice for it. Pony is the same but that mf turns like BRIGHT red
- One sided dalbit bc Dallas is fucking aromantic but it’s funny for giggles and shits cuz twobitch just keeps embarrassing himself trying to flirt (vox and alastor core) (someone make a fic about this cries sobs)
- (Modern perchance) Pony is in like advanced classes n shit but fucking hates it. He’s still good at it and will cry if he gets a bad grade, but he doesn’t like it
- (Modern) Pony fucking hates Miguel O’Hara and is absolutely positively disgusted bc like half his friends simp so hard over that man (may or may not be based on me) (it is)
- two bit unironically believes so many conspiracy theories and spreads it to pony and Johnny
- I randomly made mozzarella sticks rn on a whim and soda would 100% impulse make food all the time and just figure out the recipe himself. It’s usually decent.
- Pony loves back to school season but hates actually going back. Like he likes the idea of going back to school and getting new school supplies, but within like, two days, he hates all his classes besides English
- Soda will burst out singing out a lot no matter where he is. Even at night. You can’t stop him (me)
- Rip sodapop you would’ve LOVED musical theater sobs
Headcanon: I can't decide if this would be Dally or Two-Bit, but one/both of them gets really cuddly when drunk. My mind goes to Darry waking up at like 3am to one of them crawling into the bed and throwing Darry's arm over himself like "hold me". Not sure if it's either of them but I'm entertained by the concept and I saw you wanted to see people's headcanons so this is what I could think of off the top of my head.
Omgggg this is so 🙏🏽🙏🏽
I can definitely see two bit doing this
He’d also be all clingy when he’s sick and delirious or smth and the person he’s with would be like “ew man you’re gonna get me sick too”