#clairgan

[snekjoemrcookie]

Park: Okay, kiss marry kill: Morgan, S-

Claire: Morgan.

Park: For which one?

Claire: All of them.

[beanzykin]

Audrey: today Morgan and Alex were throwing pencils at eachother...

Audrey: so I told them to be more mature.

Claire: then Morgan yelled 'TAXES' and punched Alex in the face...

Glassy:

[mr-walkingrainbow]

IVE SHIPPED THESE TWO SINCE LIKE THE DAY MORGAN CAME TO THE SHOW FINALLY PEOPLE ARE WAKING UP AND REALIZING IT , also guys a heads up to y’all calling it breznick ITS CLAIRGAN

[kageyuji]

i want to write you something but idk about the fandoms ur in besides tgd :( is there anyhting youd like to see? (im sorry but i physiccaly cannot write limlendez, clairgan, or melendaire im so sorry I PHYSICALLY CANOIENFIWRNFIHNFI DN) but i can do murlendez or kurlu ;)

Honestly the gay in me is screaming murlendez right now but I honestly it’s whatever you want. If you wrote me anything I would absolutely die though so there is that. 💕💕💕

[beanzykin]

AHHHHHHHHHHHHH ANTONIA MY LOVE

[snekjoemrcookie]

Shaun: I spy with my little eye, something beginning with ‘S’.

Park: *looks over at Claire and Morgan*

Park: Is it ‘sexual tension’?

[beanzykin]

ANTONIA THOMAS IS OFFICALLY BACK ON THE SET OF TGD!?!??!?!?!?!

[beanzykin]

Audrey: Morgan, I dare you to kiss the hottest person in the room.

Morgan: hey, Alex

Alex, blushing: yeah?

Morgan: could you move I'm trying to get to Claire.

[beanzykin]

Claire: *Posts a super low-quality image to the group chat*

Morgan: If I had a dollar for every pixel in this image, I’d have 15 cents

Claire: If I had a dollar for every ounce of rage I felt in my body after I read this text, I would have enough money to buy a cannon to fire at you

Alex: Actually I did the math, Morgan would have $225, not $0.15.

Morgan: Fam I’m right here....

Lea: If I had a dollar I would buy a can of soda :)

Claire: while you’re there could you buy me an apply juice please?

Lea: Sorry I only have a dollar

Claire: :(

Alex: Hey I just realized my friend is right, Morgan would have $22,500 because it's a dollar for every pixel, not a cent

Lea: If I had $22,500 I would buy a can of soda and an apply juice

Alex: You can buy anything you want with $22,500

Neil: Yeah and she wants soda and apply juice

Alex: Apply juice to what

Audrey: Directly to the forehead

Morgan: Great chat everyone

[beanzykin]

Alex: Have you seen Claire?

Morgan: I'm not seeing Claire.

Alex:

Morgan: ...

[beanzykin]

Just a reminder that this is Claire's face when she matched with Morgan on tinder.

[beanzykin]

Claire: Hey, could you give me a ride?

Morgan, closing her car door: Sorry, I don't have a car.

[beanzykin]

! DISCLAIMER ! This WIP is something that will never be complete or worked futher on, please continue at your own risk lmao

Breznick WIP.

Please keep in mind this has not been edited or re read for mistakes.

Criminal AU

"I feel you've been on the other end of this table that I might not even be qualified to investigate you. I think we're building a relationship here," Claire rolled her eyes at the familiar sarcastic comment as Officer Reznick pulled out the chair on her end of the table. "Y'know, conflict of interest and everything." She smirked.

The brunette across from Morgan didn't hesitate to cut straight to the chase.

"I'm innocent. I swear." Claire slammed her hand-cuff burned hands on the table in frustration. The little hum the blonde across from her let out only added to the annoyance knowing the mere sound was purely so that she knew Morgan acknowledged what she said.

"I'm not lying!"

"Alrighty," Officer Reznick mumbled again, flipping through some magazine -or maybe it was the newspaper which had Claire's name in it- not bothering to make eye contact.

"Officer-" Morgan cut her off this time.

"I hear you, you're a Saint, Claire." A full sentence was a start but it still confused her why Morgan wouldn't meet her eyes.

What confused her even more was that she wanted progression with this investigation.

Claire Browne, was, in fact, innocent.

*This time.*

Maybe it was just wanting to get out of this room that she found herself stuck in for what felt like the millionth time.

That mustn't look too good on her record.

Morgan flipped through what Claire had now confirmed to be the daily newspaper by watching her fill in the crossword and let out an exasperated sigh.

"Are you just trying to waste my time? I have a job to get to in-" She looked down at her wrist only to be met with the cold yet harsh metal that chimed with her every movement. "However many minutes till 4:30!"

Morgan scribbled something down with that irritating blue inked pen that Browne couldn't stand then looked to her watch.

"You have about an hour," She looked up to see Claire roll her eyes at the pen clicking closed. "That is if you bother to tell the truth,"

The brunette felt herself sink into the seat, which shouldn't even be qualified as a seat, more like some sorta perch that has now left a permanent mark in her ass.

God, she hates this chair.

"I'm not lying to you, detective. Please just believe me this once!" She understood that with her past she wasn't a trusted person, and that simply telling someone who went through years if schooling and training wouldn't make them believe that she is actually innocent... but there really wasn't much she could do.

Well, she could get a lawyer but she didn't need this to go any further than it already was.

"Browne! Browne... I know we have our history, I know you got your history, I know you have some sorta intel of this investigation and the fact you were spotted on scene just seems to bring me further into my conclusion," She shrugged.

[snekjoemrcookie]

Morgan: *sneezes*

Claire: Bless you.

Morgan: I’m already blessed every day I get to spend with you.

Claire: Morgan...

Morgan: Claire...

Park: Park...

[beanzykin]

Alex: Morgan drunk bakes.

Claire:

Morgan: You say that like it's a BAD thing.

Morgan: It's not!

Claire: ?

Morgan: Like, one time when my ex broke up with me, I couldn't stop drinking all night-

Morgan: then I wake up, with a fuckin' cheesecake in front of me.

Morgan: It's the best shit ever!

[snekjoemrcookie]

Claire: When do you want to take the Christmas lights down?

Morgan: Only when every last twinkle of the holiday spirit is gone.

Claire: So not until we get the annual threatening letter from the neighbourhood association?

Morgan: It’s tradition.