Clover Der-Creator

[cloverthecreator]

INTRO POST

Ya-hallo!

I'm Clover – I'm basically a Polymath-In-Progress.

I mainly just study art everyday.

Write for my novel every now and then.

And like, write almost four essays everyday.

I'm not good at anything really – Maybe talking and thinking. But I'm not good at anything other than that.

So please don't expect much from me yet.

Think of me more a growing plant. I'm small, but soon enough, you'll see me grow.

Like I've said, I'm a Polymath-In-Progress.

And this account is really more of an autobiography for that.

So if you like witnessing a person's growth.

Then I'd be glad to entertain.

I also have a Patreon for future supporters~

Support me there! It's only 185₱/3$ Monthly.

With a 61₱/1$ option for folks with non-ideal funds:

https://www.patreon.com/c/AprilVonVilsestift

[Art not mine btw, it's by a friend of mine.]

[cloverthecreator]

“Polyamory”

May 25, 2026, 1:47 PM.

People who say “Poly is Cheating.”

Low-key feel like children to me.

Like, babe, hunny... I don't know how to tell you this – Cuz you know, this is a discussion for grown ups and all, and I don't think you're ready for it – but Exclusivity is a Preference, and Love is not Possession.

If you like being the one and only, then that's on you. But to universalize your preference for what love is, is just... really childish.

I love you, baby.

But not all Love is one with Roses.

Not all Love is one with Touch.

Not all Love is one with Words.

And likewise, not all Love is between Two.

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LOKI AND LUCIFER STANDING OVER CHRIS AS LOKI HOLDS CHRIS'S CROSS NECKLACE BUT I CAN'T FUCKING DRAW FOR SHITS!

FML!

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NO CUZ LIKE.

I WAS THINKING ABOUT MY WIP NOVEL “Blasphemous.”

AND THIS IMAGE OF LUCIFER LAYING ON TOP OF CHRIS JUST PROJECTED ITSELF INTO MY HEAD.

Dawg! Dawg!

Hear me out.

Lucifer laying on Chris, Chris Cross Necklace in-between Lucifer's teeth, dangling over her.

THAT SHIT'S KINKY, BLASPHEMOUS, AND HOT, OKAY!

I TRIED TO SKETCH IT OUT BUT I SUCK AT DRAWING.

AAAAARGHHHHHHHHH

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Just saw someone's Art in my feed and for a moment, I let the Envy consume me.

Looking at this innocent person's art and I was like “DAMN, BUDDY, YOU GOOD!”

“But you know what? I'm gonna be better, ON GOD, I'M GONNA BE BETTER.”

And somehow that motivated me to do some simple painting practice runs.

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White Boy culture nowadays is standing infront of a green screen and talking about their hyperspecific and sometimes niche interests.

(And I really... really love it.)

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“Non-Dominant Hand.”

May 23, 2026, 8:36 AM.

If you ever feel bad about your progress as an artist.

Try drawing with your non-dominant hand.

The result looks kinda shitty, right?

But ain't that just you? Ain't that just how you USED to be?

Your non-dominant hand represents the version of you that never pursued art.

Compare that to your dominant hand.

It's the hand that you trained, the hand that you put so much effort into, the one with LOTS of muscle memory around drawing.

Compare the two and what do you have?

A Before and After.

The Gap between the You who haven't started, and the You of today.

That's a Progress tracker in the flesh!

So used it more often... until eventually, you'd be able to draw with your non-dominant hand too~

You're lack of comparison will be proof of your mastery in it of itself~

[cloverthecreator]

Arm Studies

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“I dislike zombie films”

May 22, 2026, 9:17 PM.

Honest to God?

I hate thrillers.

I just... I really hate thrillers.

This is actually more of a recently developed trait than anything – I actually used to be pretty fine watching horror films and such.

But nope, not these days.

I feel like it's a matter of stress, you know?

Life has just been stressing me out lately that I'm kind of scared that zombie films would stress me out further – Why would I compound my current stress with more stress? Ya know?

That's why I'd like to avoid thrillers – especially zombie thrillers – as much as possible.

I just REALLY do not have the mental capacity to be dealing with that shit, lmfao.

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His hands slid beneath my shirt.

Gliding across my skin before stopping at the top of my back.

He traced the shapes of my shoulder blades, before pressing his thumbs into me, stroking outwards, going back to my shoulder blades, and stroking outwards again. Every stroke, an angle higher than the last.

He stopped asking a while ago.

I stopped demanding too.

Came to a point where we would just “Do.”

When he would come close enough, I would reach out to him, trace his hands quietly, from his fingers, to his nerves, and over the scars healed long before.

The first time I did – He'd just let me.

Quietly surprised, quietly watching.

Eventually, he'd raise his own arm for me.

And I would go further, my fingers would glide across his forearm, draw circles against his elbow, then higher. Sometimes I would trace his neck. Sometimes, I'd leave just a peck.

I was the kind to push further expecting any reaction – but he's someone who would just “Let.”

Before we knew it, we'd have become something else entirely.

I had stopped expecting reactions, teasing just turned into touching, and touching became routine, and routine became intimacy.

But there was never any spark between either of us.

No flowers. No grand confessions. No great declarations of “Forever.”

For we have long crossed the boundaries of what made us “Friends,” but neither of us ever wanted a “Lover.

For now, we orbit each other.

Wwe could never be any farther.

We could never collide.

Perhaps one day, one of us will change trajectory, separating at last.

And perhaps, neither of us would change.

Though... I doubt I wouldn't miss tracing his lips against mine...

– Noue, A Mockery Of Love.