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

[KasperDG]

To my dearest V'Kebbe,

The moment I stepped into the Rogue's Guild I knew I would embark on an incredible, and adventurous, journey. However, I was not prepared to meet the love of my life at the same time. We have shared numerous, and memorable, days together. From chasing sinister thieves, to relaxing and eating Finger Sandwiches. I could never ask for anyone else that I'd rather spend those days with. I will admit that I didn't think the quiet, pink-haired girl sitting at the table would be the one to so easily take down the Dainty Demolishers. That was surprising, but in a good way. That was the moment that I knew you were the one. Every day since then I have awoke with excitement as to what the new day has in store for us. Not once has there ever been a dull day spent with you. It is my dream to spend many, many more days with you. Every last one of my days, if you'll have me. My sweet, beautiful V'Kebbe, I shall end this letter with one final question, in hopes that I receive a welcoming response.
V'Kebbe, will you be mine?

Forever, and always, Kasper Dg.





Name: Kasper Dg
World: Malboro
Prize: Bluebird Earrings

[Axia_Valor]

Dearest Hilda,
You probably don't know me, but my name is Zwight Vincent, and I am but a humble inventor. I work day in and day out, finding new ways to help society with the amazing power of technology. Nothing distracts me from this fact…nothing…except………….
How do I explain this? When I see you, my heart skips a beat. You walk into the bar with a shine that hurts the eyes of even the blind folk.
I must know…after all this time…what do you use? What material do you use to put such a shine to your gun? I’ve been cleaning my machines for years, but never have I seen such matte create that blinding of a shine. Is your gun made from a different material? Please, I must know! I offer you a free dinner to discuss our love towards the mechanical devices we utilize!

Username: Zwight Vincent
Server: Balmung
Prize Selection: Noble Barding

[ZhaneX]

Dearest Estinien,

I'm honestly unsure how to start this. I wonder if you're familiar with Valentione's Day? Though you're of Ishgard where the holiday originates, I'm certain if you were aware of it that you'd have dismissed it as frivolous in your years spent snuffing out Nidhogg's rage. Far more pressing concerns than exchanging affections with admirers, right?

I apologize for my rambling; I've a bad habit of being cyclical when nervous, which I strangely find myself as I clutch my pen. I'm sure the point I'm trying to make with this message is clear to you; why else send a letter making note of Valentione's? I don't know when I began to develop these feelings towards you. Certainly not when we first met when I sought out training in the lancework of the Dragoons. Maybe somewhere along the roads through Dravania? I don't know. What I do know is that after Nidhogg seized your body in Azys Lla, I felt... empty. The feeling nagged at me for days, weeks, months.

Perhaps during a conversation with Alphinaud. Everyone else seemed resigned that for Nidhogg's threat to be ended, you had to die too. He was the first I'd heard express a wish to save you; a wish I realized I shared. And when we succeeded, I was overjoyed. I understand why you didn't linger long afterwards; I know well the call to wander, though I was elated to encounter you on the Azim Steppe. I'll not write something so foolish as to ask you to come back to me. What I will say is this: I have a small cottage on Hingashi. If ever your travels bring you to Kugane, I'd like for you to know my door is always open for you.

Safe Travels Sincerely yours
Love, Zana

Character Name: Zana Amariyo
World: Behemoth
Prize Selection: Scarf of Wondrous Wit

[Gatty_the_Hornless]

I still cannot believe that I am writing this.

It’s funny, I remember hating you despite never meeting you- and who could blame me? The stories and legacy you left upon the realm were needless to say the writing on the wall.

Nael van Darnus, if that is your real name, for the fleeting moment we met, I felt something stir within my heart that I had to quickly quell lest I lose to you in battle, but in that frozen moment I was taken aback by the beauty that your rugged argent armor had hidden from me.

What surprised me even more was that exchange you parted upon me before your second untimely demise.

“Only unbending resolve and merciless strength can conquer what lies ahead.”

I have taken those words to heart, and they have been what I fall back on when times are dire.

I do not know if there was a part of you that wished for some sort of redemption, or that there a part of you that had not succumbed to the will of Dalamund and its ungodly power; and you wished to help in some manner, but I have solace in knowing that one of the greatest legends of our time gave me the strength and fortitude to end the Dragonsong War, liberate Ala Mhigo, and work towards a future that would impress even you.

I must burn this letter lest my companions find it, for no one must know about the feelings that I have for you.

If somehow these words ever reach you, please know that I love you.

Know that I will carry on your legacy as a Dragoon for the power of good.

Your indirect protégé,
Risen Emmeryn


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Character: Risen Emmeryn
World: Cactuar
Desired Prize: Scarf of Wondrous Wit

[Sisirinah]

[Hidden deep in a desk drawer in an Ishgardian inn, forgotten and undelivered]

Y’shtola,

These days without you… I have a lot of regrets, all of us do, but in the quieter evenings when I miss you the most I keep coming back to the same thought.

I never told you how much you mean to me. I never said how you set my heart racing every time you look at me, how your support is what gives me the strength to slay the gods themselves. I did that on purpose, of course. How could I possibly put words to the feeling you gave me when I first laid eyes on you that fateful night in Limsa? How could I ever measure up to your grace and poise in the face of any trial? I do try to deserve your trust, maybe even win your affections, but I know better. I could never deserve you, this is just a foolish crush that I should forget and let go. We all have more pressing matters to focus on, there’s not time to devote to these butterflies in my heart.

But I can’t let it go. I can’t let you go. Everyday I feel your absence and I’m faced with the same regret over and over.

I never told you I love you. And now I don’t know if I’ll ever have the chance.



Silently and forever yours,
Sihri

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Character: Sihri Idris
World: Jenova
Prize: Blue Bird Earrings

[DirjelJunshin]

Dear Minfilia's dress:

You are a magnificent work of art. You show just the right amount of skin to be sexy, but still strong. You look like you could hold up in a fight without restricting movement.

Someday, I want to be inside you.

Love,
Ensu Verna, Jenova

(I'd like a bluebird earring please)

[aramente]

Dear Arenvald,

I’m sure our past selves would fail to recognize us as we are now. A simple shepherd woman and refugee, now slayer of eikons and liberators of countries. Our paths may have began similarly, yet there were many twists and turns before our destinies began to weave together upon meeting in the Waking Sands, that fateful day. I thank the Twelve every moment they allowed our narratives to be shared, especially in delivering a land rightfully ours from the Empire. How lucky was I to have you at my side.

There are simply not enough words in our common language to describe how my heart brims with pride for you and your triumphs. Forgive me for failing to hide my tears of joy as I witnessed you waving the banner of Ala Mhigo, signaling an end to an era of strife and oppression. In my defense, I’m sure A'aba and Aulie would have done the same.

Arenvald — I am so proud of you. A Garlean “mutt” you are no longer. And should anyone, ANYONE refer to you as such, they’ll have to answer to me, do you understand?

You are more. You are so, SO much more to me. You are a scion, a hero, but most importantly, my friend and I hope more than a friend, if you allow so. No pressure, unless you don’t see me like that then ignore this completely—

No matter where you choose to spread your wings, Gyr Abania or Eorzea, I hope to be beside you, always.

In my thoughts,
Felda Wingates

P.S. —And please—do give yourself more credit. This is the Warrior of Light gushing about your accomplishments, after all. Take pride!


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Felda Wingates (Ultros).
Bluebird Earrings, please!
God, I've stanned this boy since 2.0 it's about darn time.

[Kirete]

M'naago,

I am sure this letter will arrive far too late and at the most inconvenient of times. If my luck is truly as awful as I fear, years will have gone by before you see the words I have chosen to pen here. But, luck or no luck, I am struck by the urge to write to you.

The day we first met, I will confess that I held no thoughts of attempted friendship. All I saw was an injured Miqo’te, dressed in the hodgepodge gear of an Ala Mhigan rebel, begging for our aid. I knew your plight, but took it as just another incident.

But as you recovered, as we spoke with each other, something sparked. A flare of trust sprang from within me, a flare I had not dared to feel since before the end of the Dragonsong War. After the Baelsar’s Wall incident, I became preoccupied with other troubles. It was not until we met again that my thoughts returned to you.

As we fought together in the liberation, I began to see you as someone more than a friend. I saw someone I could call “sister” without shame. When you asked me to aid you in providing for the orphans and widows, full glad was I to say, “Yes.”

All this foolishness is to say this, Naago: you are as family to me. A blessing in trial and peace. A lamp in darkness and shade in summer. I have truly come to love you as a sister and friend with whom I may share my heart.

May your steps be sound,
Kirete Inaiseishin

P.S. – And tell the material supplier to see if they can get some halfway decent components next time. Maybe then you will let me make more than a handful each week.

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Letter penned by Kirete Inaiseishin of Ultros. If selected as the winning entry, the preferred prize is the Scarf of Wondrous Wit.

[Sara_Zeal]

Sasara Sara of Ultros
Noble Barding
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Dearest Nanamo Ul Namo,

I hope this day finds you well. It seems we are fated to live in tumultuous times, and I know the departure of Raubahn still troubles you. He was my commander as well, and is a good man. He will do right by the Ala Mhigans, and you were right to send him to them, but I know it must have been hard regardless. We have had to make many hard choices since that fateful day we first met under the Sultantree.

In truth, in that encounter, I hadn't thought much of you. Some spoiled noble brat, perhaps. But then, I was hardly any better, a petty sellsword come to Ul'dah with gil in her eyes. Of course, I was mistaken. I came to realize that, and to realize many things about myself as well, at the banquet that soon followed, when I had a chance to talk to General Aldynn. He was the one who told me of your efforts on the behalf of the people of Ul'dah.

I think it was those words which convinced me that I had a responsibility to the people of Ul'dah, and indeed, to all Eorzea. There are those who call me a “warrior of light” because of my gifts, but it was your struggle which showed me the light. You of course know all that came thereafter. War, tragedy, desperation... and triumph. I believe both of us have accomplished much in those days that followed, despite many setbacks.

If I might be so bold, if you have a free moment in the coming days, we could spend it together. Perhaps I could prepare your favorite dishes again? I very much enjoy your company, dearest Nanamo, and I hope to share in it again soon.

-Your Sasara Sara

[SuddenlyCatgirls]

My dear friend,

I know how strange it is to receive a letter from me. We see each other nearly every week, helping the families of the resistance. It's such solemn but enriching work. I know how heavily it weighs upon you, and a recent visit to Gridania inspired me to take action. An Ishgardian noblewoman by the name of Lisette de Valentione has been hosting a perculiar event, Valentione's Day. Perhaps you've heard of it?

The day is an annual celebration of the power of love, where Ishgardians are encouraged to confess their feelings to those they adore. Lisette has spread these celebrations beyond the border of Ishgard, and her troupe has certainly transformed Gridania's amphitheatre! Hearing her talk about her ancestor and her sacrifice, and seeing how it has so strongly moved the Gridanians... my heart sang of you.

Most wonderful Naago, in all of my travels I have never met a braver woman. You thought yourself a small part of the resistance, but you were a shining light! I spoke with those stationed in Rhalgar's Reach; more than your successful missions, it was your encouragement and smile that fought off despair. You have many admirers, and with this letter I do what they dared not. I love you, Naago! Your fierce dedication to your people would move even the drill sergeants of the Coral Tower, and yet you have such a gentle, kind nature. I've found myself thinking of you more and more, and now being with you makes my heart swell to the point of bursting! Won't you please join me in Gridania this week? Lisette has a marvelous event planned, and I would be honored beyond measure if you would come.

Forever yours,
Lymsleia

P.S. I'll be staying at The Roost. Use your usual knock.

Character Name: Suddenly Catgirls
World: Coeurl
Desired Prize: Mandragora Choker