#my sim : tia montmorency

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✮ ⋆˙⟡♡ 3 cute lookz ୭ 🧷 ✧ ˚. ᵎᵎ 

inspired by acubi style 

[clairvoyagesims]

Lower Mimosa Hill, 7:45PM

tia’s apartment. 

Severus’s Perspective:

Why did I have to cry like an idiot in front of her? It was such an unnecessary display of emotion, I must get a grip, I must not do it again. 

She looks at me as I pull away from her, her docile eyes, worried and saddened. 

“What are we going to do about our feelings?” She asks.

I rub my eyes, shrugging. “I still want to be your friend Tia, I can’t risk going any further.” 

I could have been imagining it, but she looks upset at that. 

“Okay Sev.” her voice is nothing but a soft mutter and if it weren’t for it being so quiet, her words would have been unintelligible. 

“If we risk this, I may lose Clarissa and who knows, I may just lose you.”

“But does Clarissa make you happy?”

“Not like how you do...”

A feeling of guilt washes over me as I admitted what I held in. I can’t look at her right now, because when I do, I see someone I’m wanting but another part of me keeps thinking of the person I already love. 

Keeping my head down, I refuse to show her any emotion. But she knows me too well, she knows how to make me open up and that’s something no one else can do. 

She takes her hand and strokes my hair, tucking a stray curly strand behind my ear, forcing me to look into her innocent light brown eyes, those beautiful and unique eyes she had that I grew to adore.

“Then let me, let me tell you what I feel for you.” her eyes are pleading, but I keep thinking of.... her.... Clarissa.

“No!” I abruptly stand to my feet, grabbing my coat and shoes. That wasn’t right, none of this is!

“Severus!” She gets up too, shocked at my sudden action.

“I can’t, I must leave.” 

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mood song ♫

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cybergal spread from doku magazine, published late 1999

a popular simlish magazine from 1990-2010

adult sims who read this magazine as teens, remember it for its bright, enigmatic street snaps of sims’ outfits and sleek fashion spreads.  this photoshoot, modelled by tia montmorency, was inspired by neo cyber aesthetics and the optimism for the start of the 2000s at the time. 

poses i used are by : @helgatisha

outfit is by sunberry

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synthetic girl

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₊˚✧ ﾟ.  tia’s downtown girl look ‧₊˚✩彡

[clairvoyagesims]

Lower Mimosa Hill, Manchester. 09:10 PM

Severus gets up from the floor, smiling guiltily at Tia. He doesn’t want to leave her alone, yet he feels as if it’s getting late and his girlfriend, Clarissa would start questioning his whereabouts soon. 

“I should go.” 

Tia nods. “I understand. She must be waiting for you.”

“Yes.” He grabs his leather jacket from the floor and the faint smell of cigarettes, wormwood and truck fuel alerts her senses. 

An awkward silence falls amongst them. 

“Are you alright Tia? You’ve been pretty bold today.” Severus’s brown eyes stare intently into her own and blood flourishes to her cheeks, colouring them. A fresh, rosy hue painted across her cherubic face. 

She refuses to look down from the wooden floor, in fear that she may meet his strong gaze yet again.

“I-I want you to be happy. That’s why I said that you should go for the modelling job.”

“Ah, I see. Well, I’ll consider it, but my dad’s not going to like it.”

“Why?” She asks and Severus can’t help but to internally melt at the innocent, curiosity of Tia’s glance. 

“Because he’s set in his old, working class ways, thinks that modelling is too girly for lads like me.” 

“Well, your dad doesn’t know your potential. Don’t listen to him, you should really consider it, Severus. I’ll even be your agent, ha-ha.”

“You would seriously do that?”

“Yep.” She smiles cutely and to this, Severus snickers, his lips pulling up into an irresistible half grin, causing Tia to fluster further.

Once Severus left, Tia collapsed to her bed, staring up at the ceiling and wondering how she had managed to fall for her childhood friend and her coworker’s boyfriend.

I hate my life....

♫

Two Fine People \ A new story

[clairvoyagesims]

Lower Mimosa Hill,  6: 23PM

after work.

After crying in bed for some time, Tia sits up, staring morosely at the polaroid of herself and Severus on the wall. 

She wishes to take it down, so that she doesn’t have to keep feeling haunted by it, but keeps it up anyway as it reminds her of a time when it was just them and no one else. A time when they were happy. 

In that picture, they were teenagers, who had just broken up for the Summer holidays, returning home on the Hawthorne Express after their fifth boarding school year had come to an end.

Her cat, Coco comes over after napping, hopping up into Tia’s bed and nudging her thigh with her tiny head. 

Tia sniffles, wiping her tearstained cheek. “You must be hungry, let’s make sure you eat something too.”

Entering the kitchen, she grabs cat food from the shelf and spoons it into Coco’s bowl, as soon as she puts it down, Coco runs between her legs, almost causing her to trip. 

“Can you not?!” She snaps, irritated at the minor incident. 

Everything which would be minor to some, seems so intense to her. 

And she can’t fathom how her mood had gotten so dark and icy lately, she thought she was patient with Clarissa and Severus, but today, that patience had been tested beyond its means and now she’s starting to feel things a lot deeper, the numbness wearing off. 

After some time, her icy mood thaws out into sludgy remorse as she watches the cat ravenously indulge in her food .Here I am upset over a boy I can’t have... when I should be looking after you... what kind of cat mom am I?” 

Sighing, she turns back to the kitchen to make something for herself. 

“I think I’ll just eat ramen for now.” 

 mood song ♫ 

[clairvoyagesims]

Lower Mimosa Town Public Library, 12:49PM

your place or mine?

“I know... because I’m like that too.” 

“Yes, it’s why we’re so joined at the hip.” He sighs and Tia keeps thinking if there’s what’s wrong with him, so she asks:

“Severus, you kind of looked pissed when you saw me, is there something wrong?”

He closes his eyes. “You frustrate me. Clarissa frustrates me.”

Tia’s head tilts to the side, like a cute puppy confused.

“Me? Frustrate… you?”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“Because… I can’t hang out with you that much and your cuteness is driving me crazy.”

She turns crimson at hearing him say that. “B-because of Clarissa?”

“Yes, you work with her right, hasn’t she told you to not be around me?”

Tia shakes her head. “No, in fact, she’s very understanding of our friendship.”

Now it’s Severus’s turn to be confused.

“Really? That’s not what she told me.”

“What did she say?” Tia asks.

“That she’s worried about… you know, me and you reconnecting again.”

“Oh.” Her tone drops, knowing that she must face seeing Clarissa again at the café tomorrow, with the thoughts of Severus’s words on her mind.

“Yep.”

“So you can’t come over anymore? It does get lonely when you’re not around, I do have Coco-chan and all, but you know, sometimes you need human company too.”

“Yes, well, we can still continue hanging out. Only if you want to that is?”

“Are you sure, I don’t want to come between you two.”

“No, it’s my pleasure, besides, I miss our deep and nerdy conversations about aliens and shit.”

Tia chuckles. “Me too dude.” She playfully ruffles his hair, internally marvelling at how soft it felt. She quickly retracts her hand, afraid that she may have done too much, but Severus just laughs, finding it funny how she’s the one ruffling his hair, when he used to do it to her when they were young.

“I’ll be at yours. Seven, maybe?” 

“In the evening?” Tia blushes.

“What time were you expecting, midnight? Severus asks playfully.

She’s flustered now. “Uhhh.”

“I was kidding Tia, you take me too seriously.” He pinches Tia’s blood filled cheeks and she almost wishes that he’d stop coming close to her like this.

“Uh, yeah… why don’t we get our books out?”

“Sounds good.”

♫ mood song ♫

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