Korra + Asami

This might sound crazy, but I honestly don’t read Chlodine that much. Also I haven’t read a multi-chapter fic and have just read smut one shots…. Anyway, I’d recommend “how your type operates” and  “Stuck.” I definitely need to explore the Chlodine tag and start reading some longer fics for them though!

This one’s longer so I’m not going to paste it onto this reply. (AO3 Link)

I combined this with this prompt: “Nadine is an athlete and Chloe is a cheerleader!” So it ended up being a High School AU one shot. (AO3 LINK)

I remember my parents telling me that popularity didn’t matter. They told me that what really mattered was that I stayed true to myself. That I stuck to my guns and did what I wanted. They didn’t tell me it’d be so hard. They didn’t tell me that I’d be forced to sit by myself during lunch. That when I passed people in the halls, they’d snicker and point. They never told me that. And they weren’t able to tell me how to get through it either. Not since the accident.

I let out a long sigh as I lower my head and walk through the hall. I just need to get to class and then I’ll be good. The worst times were always when the teachers weren’t around. I grip the straps of my backpack until my knuckles are white when I spot him. His name’s Gideon Emery, but everyone calls him Orca. Really, school wouldn’t be so bad if he weren’t here.

I try to pass him without him seeing me, but he does.

“Hey, Four Eyes!” I keep walking hoping he’ll stop, but he doesn’t. “Hey! I’m talking to you, Bushhead, come back here.”

I grit my teeth when his hand grabs onto my ponytail and he tugs hard. Tears well up in my eyes and I look at the ground so that he can’t see them.

“Heard you did great at the track meet. Ran like a fucking horse, but it’s not surprising since you look like one.”

I don’t say anything and he shoves my shoulders.

“What, can’t even talk now? You’re so fucking stupid.”

“Hey!” I feel an arm fall across my shoulders and my body shrinks into itself even more. “How bout you shove off, Orca.” She then speaks to me. “Come on. Let’s go.”

She turns us around and starts walking me to class, her arm still over my shoulders.

“Why don’t you say anything when he does that?”

“It’s not worth it,” I say quietly.

“Nadine, he shouldn’t be treating you like that.”

There was another similar prompt so I merged them once again. Also it’s not super long, but has a good amount of detail and thought behind the actual treasure hunting. The other prompt was; “Oooh what about one where Nadine sets off a booby trap and Chloe gets her out of harms way taking by taking the hit herself B)” (AO3 LINK)

Nadine stared in awe at the temple. When Chloe had come to her one night, saying that she’d gotten a new lead, she hadn’t believed her. How could Hua Mulan’s sword actually be real. It was a legend. And if she were a real woman, the sword surely would have been destroyed by now. But Chloe was so confident and spoke so fast that Nadine was barely able to keep up. In the end, Chloe was persuasive, like she usually was and Nadine gave in. They booked a flight and flew to Yibin City in China. And that’s where they found themselves now, deep in the Shunan Bamboo Forest and standing in front of a giant temple.

“Well shit. You’re right once again,” Nadine said, her words quiet.

“We still don’t know if the sword is actually in there. I really hope so.”

“Me too. We did fly all the way here,” Nadine teased.

Here you are :) Again I combined this with another prompt: Chlodine prompt Chloe takes a shot for Nadine. (AO3 LINK)

Nadine let out a frustrated groan as she looked at the letter in her hand. It was one of those stupid looking hostage notes that someone had cut out letters from a magazine and glued onto black paper. Could Shoreline get anymore stereotypical? Sure Nadine was furious that they were targeting Chloe instead of her, but did they really need to send her a hostage letter like this? Honestly, it was embarrassing.

But that aside, obviously Nadine wasn’t going to sit by and let this happen. She memorized the address given on the note and began gathering the things she needed. She filled a duffle bag with guns and ammunition, knowing that where she was going, she’d need them. Once she was prepared, she hopped into her jeep and sped off towards the warehouse.

This one is from Nadine’s POV, but I plan to add another chapter with Chloe’s POV. It just was easier for me to write from that POV and I was tired cause it was 3am, lol. (AO3 LINK)

The fact that Nadine’s mission ended early couldn’t have made her happier. It meant that she was going home two days earlier than planned. She’d been picking up jobs here and there, never staying away too long from home. Chloe and her had adopted a daughter two years ago. Kiara was to turn three in a month, so it was easier on both Nadine and Chloe when she left. It was harder when she was younger, constantly crying and needing comfort. It was expected though, so both Nadine and Chloe had stayed home and worked more regular hours.

Amazingly Chloe had transitioned well to having a regular job. She was able to work in a museum, which allowed her to be surrounded by artifacts that she loved. Instead of having to go find the artifacts physically, she now called the right people and attained them that way. Being a museum curator was still treasure hunting, just in a different way.

Nadine on the other hand couldn’t find peace in the regular hours. She soon found that it was easier for her to join in in short expeditions, safe ones though. Ones that she knew she wouldn’t be risking her life on. Often she would lead expeditions for her wife. And that’s what she had done and had finished early. So she hopped on the first plane back to Australia. Back to her family.

I assumed you meant roofie. Anyway here’s some more Chlodine! (AO3 LINK)

Nadine grumbled to herself as she pushed open the door to the sleazy bar. The only reason she came back to this place time and time again was because the booze was cheap and the bartender was friendly. The place wasn’t known for the most pleasant crowd. But the day had been long and she just needed to let loose and unwind. And to accomplish that, she needed cheap booze.

Nadine settled on one of the stools and waved down the bartender.

“Nadine,” he greeted with a nod of his head. “What can I get you tonight?”

“Three shots of Bacardi 151.”

The bartender raised an eyebrow and leaned on the counter. “You sure about that?”

“Yep,” Nadine said, popping the ‘p’ at the end.

“Alright.” The bartender placed three shot glasses in front of her and then poured the amber liquid, filling them to the brim.

“Thanks,” Nadine said.

“Good luck,” he chuckled and then left to help another patron.

This was my first time writing for them, as well as doing anything related to treasure hunting. It was definitely fun to write though! (AO3 LINK)

Chloe dropped to the floor, her legs sprawled out in front of her as she leaned forward and rubbed her face with her hands. She was tired, exhausted.

“Why is someone always in the way,” Chloe huffed. “I just don’t get it.”

Nadine chuckled as she lay down on the hard ground. She folded her hands behind her head and looked up at the etchings into the walls and ceilings. They’d ended up in Mexico this time around. It really hadn’t been long since their little adventure to find the Tusk of Ganesh, but the two of them were closer than ever.

“Seems to be Shoreline again too,” Chloe pointed out quietly.

“Seems so.” Nadine tried to keep her voice even, but it was still laced with sadness whenever the company was brought up.

“Do you know who took over after Orca?”

“Raphael, or well, better known as Clipper,” Nadine said. She stood up and smiled down at Chloe. “We should rest, we have a long day ahead of us. I’ll take the first watch.”

She reached out and grabbed Nadine’s hand, forcing her to bend over. Once her lips were in reach, she kissed her tenderly while she cupped her cheek. “Thank you,” she whispered.