since he mentioned that in the first chapter l o l

Chrom & Lon'qu C-S Support + post-chapter 11 dialogue

This took me so long whoops, anyway I hope this is good! I ran it by a friend who has also played Awakening to make sure the supports were alright in length. Feel free to make whatever changes you need to, and I hope you feel better UV! Enjoy some ChromLonk. LonChrom. Cronk.

Chrom and Lon’qu Gay Awakening Support Logs

-C Support-


Chrom: *enters* Ah, Lon’qu! Have you just finished training?

Lon’qu: …Lord Chrom. Yes, I have.

Chrom: Oh, good! I realize we haven’t had much opportunity to speak since you joined us.

Lon’qu: …and?

Chrom: Well, everyone in the Shepherds is like family to me, and I feel as if I’m able to lead them better if I know them as people as well as I know them as soldiers.

Lon’qu: No thank you.

Chrom: But I—

Lon’qu: Lord Chrom, I am not a Shepherd. I’m merely being loaned to your cause by Khan Basillio. There is no benefit to you “getting to know me”.

Chrom: But that’s—!

Lon’qu: Now if you will excuse me, I need to clean my weapon.

*Lon’qu leaves*

Chrom: …I knew he wasn’t much for conversation, but…this may be more difficult than I thought.

-B Support-

Chrom: Ah, Lon’qu! I was hoping I would run into you.

Lon’qu: Do you need something, Lord Chrom?

Chrom: Yes. About the other day, when you said there was no benefit in me getting to know you.

You’re wrong.

Lon’qu: Excuse me?

Chrom: Trust and morale are key to fighting as a group. And even if you won’t be here forever, as long as you are, you’re a Shepherd.

I’m not asking for you to trust me with your life’s story – I hear some of the others have been bothering you with that enough as it is - I just want you to see me as an ally.

Lon’qu: An…ally.


            I will take it into consideration.

Chrom: Thank you, Lon’qu. If at any time any of the questions I ask you become too personal or sensitive to you, just let me know. I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.

Lon’qu: That’s…a relief. Alright, I shall answer your questions.

Chrom: Great! If you don’t mind starting right away, what foods do you like? I’m helping with food duty tonight and thought we should give you a proper Welcome-to-the-Shepherds meal.

Lon’qu: Foods I like…I am quite fond of potatoes, especially when I get to peel them. I find the repetitive motion calming.

Chrom: Ah, I feel the same way about practicing vertical slashes with the Falchion. If you want, you can help me with the potato-peeling tonight. There’s plenty to go through!

Lon’qu: Sounds nice. Thank you, Lord Chrom.

-A Support-

Lon’qu: HRAAAH!

*clanging noise*

Chrom: Oof! Nice lunge! GRAAAAH!

*block noise*

Lon’qu: Ghh – and an excellent counter.

Chrom: I think that’s enough training for the time being. I appreciate you agreeing to show me Feroxi sword fighting methods.

Lon’qu: Considering you demonstrated your nation’s sword techniques in return, it was a fair exchange.

Chrom: By the way, other members of the army say that while you’re still fairly aloof, you’ve loosened up a bit. Have you finally settled in with us Shepherds, if only for a short while?

Lon’qu: …you know, perhaps I have. I admit, I’m quite surprised by it.

            Back in Regna Ferox under Khan Basillio, I kept to myself and engaged in as little conversation as possible.

            However, our regular chats have become less about duty and more like…something I have not had since I was a child.

Chrom: …a friend?

Lon’qu: If I may be so bold…yes, a friend. It’s been a long time since I had one. I…lost my last close companion to a group of bandits. Her name was Ke’ri…we were only children then, but her parents blamed me for her death…and so did I.

…I can hardly believe I’m even telling you this.

Chrom: Lon’qu…thank you for trusting me, and I’m so sorry about your friend. I’m glad that I’ve made you feel comfortable enough to talk like this. Remember, now that you’ve been one of us this long, the Shepherds welcome you with open arms anytime.

Lon’qu: Good to know. Thank you, Lord Chrom.

Chrom: Anything for a friend.

-Awww yeah S Support-

Lon’qu: HAAAAAH!

*crit noise*

Chrom: Whoa! Lon’qu, you just completely destroyed that training mannequin in one blow!

Lon’qu: Wh–! Oh, L-Lord Chrom. You…startled me.

Chrom: Apologies, it was not my intention to – wait, are all these broken training dummies…your doing?

Lon’qu: …I’ve been training for a while now.

Chrom: This has to be nearly all the training dummies we had!

Lon’qu: …a long while.

Chrom: Lon’qu, is…everything alright? You’ve been acting awful skittish as of late.

Lon’qu: There is nothing wrong. My apologies, but I have to clean up all of this mess that I…accidentally wrought.

Chrom: Lon’qu, wait! Why are you avoiding me like this? And don’t think I haven’t realized that it’s me more than anyone else. It’s as if you’ve reverted back to before we began talking, but…different somehow.

Lon’qu: ……..

Chrom: Did I…do something? Say something? …Do you wish for me to leave you alone?

Lon’qu: No! N-No, I…I received a message from Khan Basillio recently.

Chrom: O-Oh! What did the, uh, West Khan have to say? Nothing bad, I hope.

Lon’qu: …he said you sent him a letter. And that you mentioned me.

            …a lot.

Chrom: *gulp*

Lon’qu: …is everything alright with YOU, Lord Chrom?

            Your face is…a concerning shade of red.

Chrom: L-Lon’qu, I, um…(Breathe, Chrom. Deeeep breaths.) I…did send a letter to the Khan. About you.

Lon’qu: …are my services no longer required?

Chrom: What?! No, that’s not it at all! It’s the opposite! I…I asked him if it was alright for me to offer you a permanent position among the Shepherds. And…for his blessing.

Lon’qu: His blessing? Why would a Prince need the blessing of a Khan?

Chrom: I did not ask for it as Prince of Ylisse…but as a man in love.

Lon’qu: A man in…oh.

Chrom: Lon’qu, when I first reached out to you it was because I worried about you fighting alone. The more we spoke, the more I learned about you, the more drawn to you I became. I was so happy when you told me you saw me as a friend, but…I began to see you as more.

            I fell in love with you, selfish as it may be.

Lon’qu: …Lord Chrom…

Chrom: If you do not feel the same, I understand. I just hope that you can still see me as your friend.

Lon’qu: Lord Chro—

Chrom: A-And I do hope that you will still consider remaining a Shepherd—

Lon’qu: Chrom.

Chrom: Wha – oh! You’re, uh, standing…very close.

Lon’qu: …I don’t know how to kiss you.

Chrom: Wh–! L-Lon’qu?

Lon’qu: Suddenly being tossed into the Shepherds was uncomfortable for me, and I purposely distanced myself from everyone, but you made sure I felt welcome and safe. You never crossed my barriers unless I lowered them willingly.

            …I love you as well. I wish to stay with you, if you will have me.

Chrom: You…you do? I…I’m so glad! I was seriously worried for a second, there. Oh, here, I wanted to give you this.

Lon’qu: A ring? With the Ylissean royal crest…

Chrom: It was made when I was born, for me to give to whomever I chose to spend my life with. That person is you, Lon’qu.

Lon’qu: Thank you, Chrom. I will cherish it.

Chrom: …so, about that kiss…

-Special Chapter 11 marriage convo ayyyyyoooo-

Lon’qu: Where is he…ah! Chro—ahem, Lord Chrom!

Chrom: Were you looking for me, Lon’qu?

Lon’qu: I lost sight of you at the very end of the battle. I…wanted to ensure you were alright, considering…


Chrom: Thank you, Lon’qu. Apologies if I made you worried. I just…needed some air. Some time. To process…well, everything.

            I thought I’d be celebrating the moment the Mad King was felled. That I would stand among the Shepherds and say some sort of speech on the victory. Instead, I’m standing here, suddenly numb and lost and overwhelmed all at once…

Lon’qu: If you need more time alone, I can leave—

Chrom: No! No, I…I don’t want to be alone. Would you mind staying with me while I calm myself?

Lon’qu: Not at all. Let me know if I can help.

Chrom: I just keep wondering what’s supposed to happen now. Do we just…go back to Ylisse? Try to just go back to our regular lives like nothing happened?


Lon’qu: …Lord Chrom, I do not know what it is like to lose an older sister.

            But I do know what it is like to lose someone important to me. The pain is…unbearable. You half expect the whole world to stop because they are gone. But life goes on, whether you are ready or not.

Chrom: Life goes on…that’s right. What will you do, now that Gangrel has been defeated?

Lon’qu: I suppose I will be returned to Khan Basillio. He loaned my service to you for the purpose of the war, and now that it is over, so is the service.

Chrom: I see…don’t suppose I could change your mind?

Lon’qu: You wish for me to stay?

Chrom: Lon’qu, you have proven an excellent addition to the Shepherds. However, I…have a more selfish reason for not wanting you to leave.

            I…I believe I love you.

Lon’qu: You…you…what?

Chrom: I saw the wall you had built around yourself, and at first my attempts to reach out to you were for the purpose of making you feel welcomed by the Shepherds, but…the more that wall fell, the more I was amazed by the man hidden behind it.

            Yes, there’s no doubt. I love you, Lon’qu. The choice is yours, but…would you possibly consider staying by my side? Perhaps…marrying me?

Lon’qu: …Lord Chrom…no, I suppose I should simply refer to you as Chrom, shouldn’t I?

            You are the first person I have opened my heart to in a long time. I trust you to have my back in battle, and my heart off it.

            What I mean to say, Chrom…is that I reciprocate your feelings. And would be honored to remain with you for as long as I am able.

Chrom: Really? I’m so glad…with how shy you can be I was worried I’d scare you off asking your hand in marriage. Speaking of which, I should probably give you this. It’s a ring with the seal of the Exalted family, made at the time of my birth for whomever I chose to spend my life with.

            Now then, we should probably get back to the others before Frederick the Wary starts a search party to look for us. Plus I have to let Khan Basillio know you’ll be staying in Ylisse.

Lon’qu: Yes, I suppose we—oh gods. Basillio.

            I will never survive his teasing.

so this is basically entirely inspired by my favourite dessert dish Kreme Brulee’s fic Drop Dead Gorgeous (found here ) but basically my take on ghostcree meeting hanners is an AU where lawyer Hanzo is part of a firm that just moved to a new office, absolutely lovely old building that nonetheless for some reason nobody’s wanted for a very very long time (think decades and decades) and after they settle in weord shit starts happening, nothing harmful but like. Little pranks and jumpscares. Then someone digs up the history of the building and it turns out it’s supposedly haunted and Hanzo thinks that’s just a load of bullshit but one day this really shady asshole shows up at the firm to basically like start yelling at one of the lawyers and making threats (probably getting sued by one of the firm’s clients) and Hanzo is in the process of calling the cops when suddenly the lights start flickering and there’s this sudden chill in the air and WHAM

Every fucking door in the entire office slams, at the exact same time

Dead silence throughout the entire office, the shady asshole nearly had a heart attack and just kinda wheezes “the fuck was that!?” and he makes a couple more weak threats but hightails it pretty quick after that

Next day Lena shows up with a fucking Ouija board and a determination to make contact with their ghost

Turns out his name is jesse mccree

“Are you the same ghost who’s been haubting the building for fifty years!?”

1 5 0 A C T U A L Y

“… *giggling* uh, sorry, you missed an L.”


more serious questions include why he’s haunting the building/how he died but mccree isn’t really keen in talking about that


things are rather interesting around the office after that

Morrison: Were you the one who put pins on my office chair?


Morrison: Why!?


lena has to stop jack from calling a priest to exorcise the building

“I mean, he seems pretty harmless so far, don’t you think?”

They all agree that as long as mccree doesn’t seem dangerous they’re just gonna cohabitate, Lena asks if there’s anything McCree would like and he mentions he misses mariachi music and likes modern country too so lena leaves a quiet radio on a country station and buys some mariachi CDs for Jesse to listen to and they keep the ouija board around in case they need to talk to jesse

This is all very surreal to Hanzo who’s just like “how the fuck is this my life now” amd is probably feeling more emotions but i need to figure out more of japanese ghostlore to figure out exactly how hanzo might be feeling

Later tho Hanzo finds put Lena’s been taking the ouija board into her office and just been having a lot of conversations with mccree when she’s on her break etc and she’s been learning a lot about him

“He’s a cowboy and he’s originally from Sante Fe, New Mexico! He won’t really say how he wound up here of all places, except that he travelled a lot in his life, but can you imagine Hanzo? A cowboy from a hundred and fifty years ago?” cue SPARKLING EYES OF EXCITEMENT

Now mind you ever since they first moved into the office Jesse McCree the ‘Friendly Ghost’ has been messing with Hanzo in a bery particular way. Namely, any time he leaves his office (Jesse is usually polite enough not to bother people in their offices while they’re working unless he’s incredibly bored) Jesse has a knack for knocking things off counters around Hanzo and making him pick them up. Pens, empty cups, etc. So after a bit of this Hanzo finally gets the courage to take the ouija board into his office and just ask “Alright, why do you keep knocking my things to the floor?”

And for a long while there’s just silence

“…McCree? Are you there?” as Hanzo’s starting to feel foolish doing this


“…Well? Did I offend you somehow?”


starting to get slightly annoyed “Well, what is it then?”

Another long silence, then finally: I M S O R R Y I J U S T L I K E L O O K I N G A T Y O U R A S S W H E N Y O U B E N D O V E R

Hanzo feels a piece of his soul dying as he turns absolutely brick red

After a minute or so of continued silence Jesse continues I W O N T D O I T A N Y M O R E

hanzo still doesn’t react


“…..just. Do not let it happen again.”

hanzo will never tell anyone at the office about this for as long as he lives