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

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Dear Hilda,

I’m unsure whether this letter may come as a surprise to you. Normally, I try to maintain an air of stoicism that people expect me to have. I used to find it easy to do, I would just create a small but significant distance between myself and my companions around me. But now, I can’t help but get more involved; to let my emotions take hold of me and enjoy in the passion of those around me. I don’t know when it happened. I had traced it all the way back from my journey through Ala Mhigo and the Far East, and it must have began with you.
I had planned to write an emotional plea for your hand, and truth be told this is not even close to my first draft of this letter. I had originally written such things as “You shot through my heart with that gun of yours,” but decided heavily against it. As much as you might be flattered by the thought, I know you would rather me be straightforward with my thoughts. So simply, our time together forming in Ishgard were some of the most precious in my life.
And I know you have your hands quite full with the House of Commons and the Hounds. This letter is such short notice that I expect nothing. But, if you’re willing, next year’s Valentione’s Day, let us join the festivities together. Nothing would make me happier than that.

From,
Extreme

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Phew, I'm not used to writing romantic letters like this one, so win or lose it was definitely good practice!

Extreme Leaf, Diabolos, Scarf of Wondrous Wit

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Dearest Delivery Moogle,

Day after day, you work your pom off to deliver mail to adventurers all over the world. But so rarely do you yourself ever receive such nice things.

So today I'm writing to you, to express my gratitude and admiration of all your hard work and dedication. Valentione's Day only makes your work that much more necessary, as you are solely responsible for delivering so much happiness to people all over Eorzea and beyond. I don't think people realize how much goes into what you do, and it truly is a thankless job that never lets you rest. I remember the first time you brought me a letter, and you were gone in the blink of an eye; so fast that your hat fell off and I had to search all over for you in order to return it.

But on today of all days, it's important for us to not forget that the very fabric of society would fray without your tiny hands to hold it all together.

So while you read this, please remember that I and many others are eternally grateful for how devoted to your work you are. To help you get through the day with as much energy as possible, I've also attached a fresh kupo nut.

Signed, your greatest admirer,

Dead Pixel (Ultros)

[Chosen prize: Scarf of Wondrous Wit]

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Reduce Mine Inventory, Replace With Thy Love

Words dare not express my love,
When you take my garbage gear,
Expert dungeons give me waste,
You give me seals for cheer.

Your Quartermaster knows it,
When I yearn to see you again,
Two thousand for an Aetheryte Ticket,
Assures I will see my loving friend.

Our love is like your banner,
Two snakes of fate intertwined,
You pay my glamours, my retainers,
And my aetheryte fee in kind.

So now our love is in the open,
And know our best kept secret,
That the trick to better inventory,
Is a man who is willing to take it.


With love, chocobos, and moogles,
Vain Palazzo
Gilgamesh
Chocobo Barding

I never got to tell you the true feelings that you left in my heart. Though our first meeting was unexpected, I’ll never forget it. Your kindness to others was far stronger then the chain mail you wore. Your smile and your drive to help others is what made my heart sing and even in the icy cold of Ishgard, when you were close I always felt warm. The more time we spent together the more I wanted to venture through that cold to see you.

You are clearly loved by many and to thoughs that would see you cast out they didn’t know what they were missing. No matter what was thrown in your path you would always raise above it. You will always be my comrade and if I had the nerve I would of told you that you were much more then that to me.

So I write this to you now, Haurchefant, you will always be my comrade, my friend, and the one that holds my love. The only thing that I will always regret is that I couldn’t tell you that.

Love,
Puff

P.S. I will always keep smiling for you.

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I’m Puffie Puff from Omega and if I’m picked I would love the Bluebird Earring

Thank you for reading!

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Y'shtola removes a few ale bottles surrounding the Warrior of Light and drapes a blanket over her shoulders.
She carefully removes a crumpled letter from the Auri’s hand and tosses it in the trash unaware of the contents.

Estinien,

I suppose I should get to the point, you are not one to beat around the bush after all.
Though, regardless, this letter will probably be crumpled up like the rest of them.
I wish I had done more to make you stay.
I am not very good with my words.
I guess it is good that I am the Warrior of Light and not the Warrior of Wordcraft.

Despite being surrounded by my dear friends, there is still a piece missing.
You are not really into this sappy sort of shite, but honestly I wish you would come back.
It has been… hard and tiresome. I have grown weary from the endless battles…
I wonder if this is how you felt after... You left without a word.
I understood why you left, but I want to be selfish for once and ask you to return soon.
I thought I lost you when Nidhogg took hold of you.

Loss is something I am already used to, but that was… different…
I… lost my composure. Some hero I am…
Life is a cycle of beginnings and ends.
I should not be so selfish to expect that because I have feelings for...
you are important to me that you would survive.
I just wish… life was easier. I am glad you are alive.
I am thankful to the Gods that you are safe, with your mind intact.
I should be thankful for at least that.

You are not here though and I worry about you.
The days pass and I wonder if you will recognize the person I was before you left.
I hope you will still remember our time together…
I’ll be waiting patiently until you find yourself.

Please be well,
With love, Aurelia

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Aurelia Dhurst of Ultros
Noble Barding

To Zenos Yae Galvus,

While I had heard tales of you before, the tyrant crushing so many nations under your iron fist, we only truly met during your assault on Rhalgr's Reach. Amongst the flames searing the sky and the screams torn from the mouths of soldiers and civilians alike, emotions welled up inside of me. Obvious ones like hatred and disgust, yes, but also one that I found myself denying for the longest time.

Respect.

In you, I found a challenge, one greater than all of the false gods I had felled before. In you, I found a power to be both feared and respected. And, slowly, I found that respect shifting, twisting, into something more—a sort of ugly admiration for your equally-ugly actions; you knew what you wished to do more than anything and you would follow through with it no matter how many grotesque things needed to be done. From there, it didn't take long for that admiration to morph into something unbelievable, something that would have me exiled in a heartbeat.

Love.

Against all the odds, against all the atrocities that you've done, I find myself hopelessly in love with you. I would have given up everything to be your friend and confidant, but the circumstances leading up to that wonderful last encounter of ours kept me from doing so. Instead, we engaged in a battle so fierce and so exciting that I will keep it in my heart forever.

I just hope that, wherever you are in the aether, you are doing the same.

Your Warrior of Light,
Glitchy Aster

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My character is Glitchy Aster on Faerie, and I would like the ahriman choker.

Dear Aymeric, (No. Too familiar. It could be considered impertinent.)

Ser Aymeric: (What is this, a business proposal? No.)

Dearest love (STOP SCREWING AROUND, ROWAN)

Aymeric,

I saw Lisette recently, rambling on as always about Valentione’s, and I thought of you

When the night sky wears the moon as its pendant, I shall await you at

I think you’re hot

I am at a loss for how to express myself to you. I have attempted all my usual methods for solving problems, and none of them has worked. I tried nodding and making faces at this letter, yet it failed to pick up my intended impressions. I tried taking my axe to it, but, while cathartic, it left behind what looked more like a death threat than a love letter a confession this. I even approached Alphinaud for assistance. He seemed most enthusiastic to help me write a letter, but whilst I was explaining the purpose, he left for the restroom and has not yet returned. It has been two hours.

So I am left to write this on my own. What to say? Shall I tell you how my breath catches in my throat when I see you smile? How my ears strain for the sound of your voice in a crowded room? How I dream of you, even from these far reaches of the East? Especially that one dream with the penguin underpa

I think we can agree that eloquence of expression has never been my strong suit.

But still I wanted to tell you that I lo

You have probably already noticed that I

Thank the Twelve I am not sending this sheet



[Letter postmarked from the Ruby Bazaar at 4pm on 2/6, along with several business invoices to Ishgard from the Scions.]

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Name: Rowan Sinclair
World: Brynhildr
Prize: Noble Barding

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My Dearest Aymeric,

I Would like to arrange a meeting with you.

Before you wave your hand at a secretary wondering what befalls Hydaelyn now please wait and read the rest of this letter first.

The meeting I wish to arrange is of the more social kind.
Aymeric I know what this is perhaps a bit forward of me and I’m not attempting courtship in a traditional manner.

I battle primals, am constantly thrown into the world's chaos and asked to fix it, and sometimes my choices blow up in my face. (I mean that quite literally as a Mage)

This being said as someone who also faces this worlds mood swings I think you will probably understand why I would wish you cut to the chase and just pursue you myself. I will understand humbly if you do not wish to engage in courtship, however, let me remind you I can set you on fire or literally set you on fire.

(I’m jesting about the literal setting of fire)

Please meet me at twilight's blush on the fourteenth day of the First Umbral Moon on the Black Iron Bridge.

I find it difficult to express everything in my mind into a single letter so perhaps you can let me tell you more with the burn of cold air keeping me to my senses. In turn, perhaps I can hear your opinion of this possible social engagement. This way if I am rejected of your affections I may walk away in the cold and snow in as dramatic a fashion as I may.

Yours for as long as fire burns and ice chills,
Valruna Cypher

[Love Letter from Valruna Cypher of Behemoth Server :Gift Prize if Won Noble Barding would be cool ]

To my tiniest of tapirs,

I noticed you milling about my guild, nose in the air like you'd not be caring whether it rained or shined. You followed me home, keeping me company, even as the weight of the world began to overwhelm me... as it happens with most Warriors of Light.

You devoured the dreams that plagued my nightly slumber, allowing me brief respite from the echoes of my stresses. You would greet me every morning with an innocent mien and a penchant for cookies -- a small price to pay in exchange for a piece of the peace for which I longed.

When you came into my life, all beady eyes and rosy cheeks, I didn't know that not only would you steal my dreams, but that you would also steal my heart.

Sincerely yours in reverie,

Soreas Lennart

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[ Soreas Lennart (Faerie) • Bluebird Earring ]

To Edda,

I continue to wonder what has become of you. Your obsession to that one you so adore, it's quite a magical sight to me. Not once have I seen such passion for one's lover, yet such passion has become insanity at this point. However... I cannot help but admire your conviction. Insane or no, it's something quite outstanding to behold. Perhaps because I see a part of me in your unwavering determination, despite all the odds against me. If you were still around, I'm sure you'd hear of all of ridiculous accomplishments, some I would've never have dreamed of at the beginning of my adventures.

Ah, but look at me prattling along on my achievements when the point is to make yours shine. My dear, I still remember the look you had right before you fell... My hairs stand on end just recalling such a fateful event, yet I'm... mesmerized all the same. The event left such an impact in my mind that I cannot forget, even if I wanted to. It's... entertaining, in a way. Maybe to others, that is what I look like. This insane quest to save the world, but at the cost of my humanity. Perhaps the same way you tried to save your own world. It's... a mystery, for sure. And yet even in death... you strive, even if that means your soul bends to another! It pains me to have seen you in such a state, but I had to stop it. I cannot have you under control of another. It does not befit someone such as you. Mayhaps we can meet again in different circumstances. I've certainly seen many a sight. And perhaps then... well, we would better friends for it. Who knows?

Until then,
Silver Frostwyght

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Silver Frostwyght on Famfrit ; Going for Noble Barding.