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boots scrape against the pavement as the herpetologist drew closer to the enclosure, her head cocked to side as she peered around in search of the prehistoric creature’s handler. it was fun surprising people with her presence, but startling someone while they were on duty wasn’t as fun. it was more risky than anything and she avoided it. once a glimpse was caught of the other woman, she waved her arms in her direction. ‘ hi ! ‘

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They were inside one of the tanks, which wasn’t uncommon. After all, it was their jobs. Though sometimes, they did slip inside the tanks for no reason other than to swim with the beautiful creatures. That was the case now.

Next thing he knew, Mari was swimming to him, cupping his face and kissing him. He felt himself grin into the kiss as he raised a hand to her neck. This was something else they did - stealing kisses underwater. There was nothing like it.

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1) Every year around the time of their anniversary, Rod slips into her shower with the most shit-eating girn2) The first time Alma goes on a date, Rod literally can’t stop pacing the floors and checking his phone and asking Mari if she thinks it’s going okay3) When the park fell, Rod had been between the sharks and the Brachiosaurs, which resulted in him not being with either of his girls. He almost went to the shark tank first, but instead diverted and went to get Alma because he knew Mari would be able to handle anything4) Before proposing to Marisol, he asked Alma if it’d be okay with her and also practiced his proposal on her to make sure she thought her mom would like it5) Sometimes he can’t help it and sings to both Mari and Alma softly when they’re stressed or in bed

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Marisol texts Rod a picture of her undergarments on the floor. Then "Home alone. How about a bath?"

Rod felt his eyebrow immediately shoot up as he looked at his phone. Fucking hell. 

[Text - Shark Babe] Oh god yes

[Text - Shark Babe] I’ll be there in five.

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Had Masrani literally held a gun to her head, Claire still would have had her doubts about attending his ridiculous pool party. 

It was borderline unprofessional, being in such a relaxed environment with her employees. Besides that, all of the moisture in the air was making her hair wave, the red locks bouncing around her freckled cheeks. Was there anything more trite than making small talk with people she usually had to nag for reports? Claire was born to be a businesswoman, not a bikini-clad socialite. The black two piece she’d dug up from the back of her closet was about as understated as her usual attire; still, she was a bit uncomfortable. All the men milling around had her on high alert (well, higher than usual), and there was nowhere to hide a can of pepper spray unless the event went south. She was vulnerable, and she hated it. 

A familiar scent and a brush of warmth at her side caught her attention, and she turned to see her favorite person at the park beside her. Offering one of her rare smiles, she said, “Fancy seeing you here.”  

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It had been after one of their little mid day trysts, as Claire liked to refer to them as. What she’d assured herself would only occur once had turned into twice, which has turned into a few dozen. She had no excuse for herself anymore. 

She and the handler had learned each other so thoroughly over the past few weeks. No longer was Claire afraid to tangle a hand in her dark hair or steal a goodbye kiss after their lunch breaks. Even Zara and the other employees had commented on her recently softened nature. She smiled more, laughed a bit louder, even spent a bit more time with the animals. Marisol had changed her, and she felt something deep in her chest stir whenever she met those pretty brown eyes. 

Touching up the last of her lipstick, the redhead slipped back into her dress, the filmy black material clinging to her body. Before she could ask, tattooed hands fluttered by her back, sleekly zipping her up. A lump caught in Claire’s throat; she almost didn’t want to turn around . Brave as she was stubborn, she did anyway, her seaglass gaze only lingering on her parter for a moment. In a rare display of affection, she stepped forward to drape her arms around the other woman, resting her chin on her shoulder. Only allowing herself the contact for a moment, she pulled away, pecking her on the lips with a mumbles “love you” before excusing herself. 

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Megahandler

send me a url and i’ll answer questions

my opinion on;

character in general: marisol is a precious angel who must be protected at all costs.how they play them: really, really well! you don’t see muses with such soft-hearted personalities very often anymore. also really lovely writing skills? the mun: needs to be my friend rn? 

do i;

follow them: yes!rp with them: yes want to rp with them: ofc!ship their character with mine: yeah!

what is my;

overall opinion: a really great oc who deserves so much more attention than she receives from other muses tbh

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TO SPREAD POSITIVITY THINGY

megahandler is F A N T A S T I C. the mun is so, so fun to write and chat with and marisol is one of my favorite muses alice interacts with! they both deserve so much more attention than they receive and if you’re looking for someone to thread with, i really suggest reaching out and threading with them! <3