The "Be My Valentione!" Creative Writing Contest (NA) - OFFICIAL ENTRY THREAD

[PrincessXV]

To my Dearest Aymeric,



When I first laid my eyes on you, I felt my heart burst as if I was stricken by the arrow of love. Your beautiful dark hair, those piercing eyes that grabbed onto my soul, those plump lips I yearn to kiss. Oh Halone strike me now… that voice of yours…so irresistible. I could go on all day admiring what a work of perfection you are. You must think me a silly woman for admitting these feelings yet I have seen how your eyes soften when we are together. A smile upon your lips made for no other.

Through our hardships, our battles, our fight for peace, there is not one moment when I don’t stare at you in awe. How noble you are, how graceful you move as you take your blade in hand and go into battle with the fiercest of eyes enough to make your enemies tremble before you. Even in the coldest of winds, you are the fire that burns in my heart, the man that this love sick woman yearns for. My darling, take my hand and make me yours before the gods, for they will be seething with jealousy.

My destiny as the warrior of light is something I still struggle to accept. I have lost so much along the way, yet my heart beats for you. As my journey takes me to the Far East, further away from you...... I can no longer keep these feelings to myself. I’d do anything for you no matter the cost. I’d defy any alliance for my scions but for you darling, I’d burn this bloody world down. Let us become one, let us show the world the beauty of our hearts beating as one.

Your one and only Beloved,
Karura Tsukinami



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Karura Tsukinami on Diabolos

If my entry is chosen, I would like the Noble Barding.

[AzureWhitewater]

My Dearest Minfilia,

[TheRedChameleon]

We live in a world of legends and myths. We live among mighty heroes on fantastical quests who venture to every corner of the realm.

However, this is not everyone's path. So this is my grand proclamation of admiration for all of you, you as of yet untold tales. Here is to you, the land-lubberin roegadyn in Vesper Bay who has yet to grow his sea legs. Here's to you, the Wood Wailers deep in your tankards at Buscarron's Druthers, so deep that the world beyond your cup may not even exist. Here's to you, the men and maidens unwinding with a dip in the refreshing springs of Camp Bronze Lake. My heart goes out to each and every one of you for without you, though Eorzea may perhaps still face the threat of world ending catastrophes and an oppressive empire, there would be no one for the mighty heroes of the realm to protect

Forever yours, Hanana Hana

(Hanana Hana of Ultros, Scarf of Wondrous Wit)

[VanillaCola]

Dearest Khloe,

I know writing is kind of your thing, and adventuring is mine, but this week, in lieu of tales of hard-won battles, I instead decided to write a poem for you!

I never had a sister of my own, but I found one in you.
Your earnestness is boundless, and your heart rings true.

To comfort a friend, you write out a hit list,
Week after week, we slay them, relentless.

All to bring stories to our favorite Mi'quitten
Big brothers and sisters, you could say we are smitten.

You write it all down and give us a sticker,
Khloe Aliapoh, Eorzea's Little Sister.

Happy Valentione's Day, Kiddo!

Love,

Vanilla Cola
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Vanilla Cola, Sargatanas, Mandragora Choker

[frederickrolled]

Dearest Curious Gorge,

I pray you don't take as long reading this letter as you have deciphering those ancient texts.

Though we meet often, our usual place a delight for me to scurry to, the secluded area much more different from the vast blue of the unending coast, I find myself still wanting to see you any moment I can, needing to be in your warm presence time and time again. Parting is such sweet sorrow, as they say...

In the little time we've come to know each other you easily taught me techniques I thought way beyond my skill level, urged me to harness my inner beast, showed me what it means to be a true warrior, one that protects those they cherish no matter what. But I believe the most important thing you've taught me..is how to love.

Your infectious smile, your ways in the midst of a fight, your amiable demeanor despite having a past of pain...it's indescribable what it does to my heart. When we clashed axes, I was afraid. Not of you or what you'd do, but if I'd lose you, to a beast you tried so hard to control. Yet when I saw you smile again, a renewed glow in your eyes upon seeing your brother, and yourself, freed at last, I knew our fright (get it?) was for the best.

You often told me it was commendable how I was able to master my beast, how it was a result of my bonds. That I feel is partly true...for it was you who kept me going, striving to work for a better future for you.

I hope someday I can prove this undying love to you, in the blistering heat of battle...or in the crisp air of peace.

Stay Gorgeous, Gorge,
Volsa'to Lhorau

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Written by Volsa'to Lhorau of Mateus. If my piece is chosen, I'd like the Ahriman Choker. Thank you for reading!

[MikaelV]

Lord Commander of the Temple Knights,

Last year at the orphanage around the time of the Starlight Celebration I bumped into the most handsome Elzen I had ever seen. When we backed into each other I turned and was struck dumb by a pair of the most beautiful blue eyes. It seemed as if the were looking straight through me and down into my heart. You caught me as I stumbled backwards and when I was once again in an upright position you introduced yourself as Aymeric. When it was my turn all I could do was squeak at you. I know I turned a deep shade of red. Whether it was the squeak or my skin acting like a Starlight ornament you chuckled and I ran as fast as my rubbery legs would go away from the melodious sound and those blue eyes that have haunted my dreams every night since.

Imagine my surprise when my brother was talking about the dinner he had with his good friend Aymeric. When I told him my tale he suggested I write this letter. Around this time when love and rose petals are in the air, I would like to ask you a very important question:
Ser Aymeric would you be my Valentoine?.
You can send your reply back with my ever helpful brother. Hoping to be your Valentoine, Selane

Selane VampinWolf; Brynhildr; Noble Barding

[RyantiVeanysus]

To Y'shtola Rhul



I remember what spring feels like. It was during its last incarnation that I first laid my eyes upon you. The sun kissed my skin with its newfound warmth. Bushels of yellow daffodils were freshly picked and resting in their places in the market stalls. But it was you that embodied the spring more than anything.

You were walking with purpose. Your steps were as graceful as they were powerful. Your robes flowed to the current of the spring winds, and your platinum hair caught the afternoon sun as a waterfall would glisten in the brightest of days. I bumped into your shoulder. My apology was swift. You smiled. It was as if your eyes had captured the winter’s past within their color, but your smile was warm and bright as a flower in bloom.

You gave me your name, and I have never forgotten.

I wish that I could have said something more than sorry then. As soon as I was mesmerized by your smile and voice was as soon as I felt the gentle wind of your departure. I should have said more. I should have asked if I could join you in your stroll. Now I find myself asking you after all this time.

I wish to ask you if you would like to walk with me, hand in hand, smile to smile. To walk down the gilded halls of the Ossuary, amongst the vineyards of Wineport, or along the beautiful crystals of Lake Silvertear. After I heard of your recent injuries, I more than ever wish I could have asked you sooner. I was afraid, but love is more powerful than doubt, and love is what I feel for you.

Will you walk with me?


With unfading memory,

Ryanti Veanysus


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Server: Balmung. Prize: Ahriman Choker.

[NisahLiseh]

Dearest Haurchefant,

When first we met, I assumed that you would be like many of the Highborn Elezen of Ishgarde; pompous and thinking yourself superior to a lowly Miqo’te from the Gridanian forests. Imagine my surprise when you turned out to be the exact opposite. You were so kind to mine companions and I, helping us as much as you could until we found Cid’s airship.

When I was accused of assassinating the Sultana, you offered me sanctuary, having nowhere else to turn. We became so close during that time, didn’t we? In such a short time you became the ear I could confide to and the shoulder I could cry on when the burden that came with the title of Warrior of Light became too heavy for my heart to bear. You expected nothing in return from me, your only care and concern was to see me smile. “A smile better suits a hero,” as you would say.

I realized I loved you when I returned from Dravania with Estinien and Alphinaud. Just seeing you face after so much time apart and the memory of the kiss we shared before my departure filled me with such a strong feeling of love, I thought my heart would explode in my chest. I planned to confess my feelings after we rescued Aymeric.

I never got the chance, as you know...

I know that you’ll never receive this letter or hear my confession, but I think you knew and felt the same as I. Eorzea may call me the Warrior of Light, but you were the light of my life, Haurchefant; my friend, my savior, my love. I shall never forget you, my love for you won’t ever dim, and I shall continue to smile.

Forever Yours,
Nisah Liseh

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Nisah Liseh of Lamia. If I win, I would like to receive the Bluebird Earrings

[Cascaper]

Dear Alphinaud:
I have lost count of how many times I've tried to write this letter. I thought coming here to Plum Spring would help- a scene more suited to confessions of the heart may not exist anywhere else. The scent of blossoms fills the air, and the sunlight rests its warm hand on my head, as though telling me not to be afraid- to boldly set down what I must say. Yet my pen still falters.

-Forgive that ink blot. My hand was shaking. Now that it is steadier, I can write the fateful words: I love you.

I would tell you how long I have felt this way, if I could think of aught but having you with me wherever I go. It is selfish of me, yes, but I am only mortal- even I cannot be completely selfless.

I love you, everything about you- the sound of your footsteps, the spark in your eyes. I love your moonlight hair and your artist's hands. I love your flusters even better than your ordinary assurance, and your smile... means more to me than I can possibly say. (Perhaps it is better, after all, that I am writing this rather than telling it to your face. I feel myself blushing far too much.)

I realize this is a great deal to take in. Please know that I mean every word.

If you find that your own heart agrees with mine, write “Yes” on the back of this letter and send it back to me. If it doesn't, return it anyway, with a “No” on the back. However you answer, I will always remain

Your devoted

Ascella

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Ascella Parvin, of Siren. If I am chosen, I would prefer the Bluebird Earring for my prize.

[AnnieWaterflower]

To: E-Sumi-Yan

After a long time trying to be an example to the divine and human purity, today I have fallen before the temptation to write a letter that reveals my most intimate secrets, and although I've tried to calm my anxieties, I'm forced by fate to quit my silence and celibate to tell you what's happening lately with my lack of concentration during casting spells and protecting people.

Five years went by since first we met, five years in which I learned my duty as a white mage, overcoming trials and dominate my conjurer's mastery to be who am I, and all this happened because we met. Call it fate or what you want, but I know if it wasn't for you, I'll probably be now someone else... someone without goals in life, who's fortune it's just made by trading items or love for nothing but money. As some of my citizens of my grateful Ul'dah, that I'm not proud to mention.

Despite my own nature, a touch of angel changed my path, and today black magic have been removed from my soul, modifying who am I as a caterpillar who daze about to be a Morpho and now flies through the sky in a new glaring dream.

In conclusion... I love you... but if my path negates me the opportunity to be with you, I'll sacrifice everything to continue serving to my country and stay at least as your friend.
Sincerely in Love. Taiga Minami



--- Written by Taiga Minami from Hyperion. If I win i'd love to have Noble Barding as a prize