Valentione's Day Love Letter Contest Entry Thread

[Rob_Anybody]

Oh Robyn...

With but a few words your charm struck me like a thousand needles my perfect dodge could not avoid.
"Give us a hundred gil or I'll scream thief!"
So brazen. So bold. You sprung your trap in broad daylight and took all I had.
Such arrogance can only be found in the pride of a thief.
Such greed would be the only thing that could steal my heart.
Chest pounding with the vigor of Quickstride I stood defenseless before you. Your tell was unseen.
And though you walked away with my gil. You'll now know you acquired much more.

I am yours. From this day until Eorzea's end.

And, hopefully, one day... you'll be mine.

~Rob Anybody

[Hoshiko]

To my dearest Petyr Winsome,

Your words in the Herald Harbor astound and amaze.
My attempts at wit pale in comparison with your phrase.
Your Words that set My heart aflutter,
so much that I am prone to stutter.
Great stories unfold when your quill meets with paper.
While I admit my love, my face burns like an Infernal Taper.
I pray that today you will not leave me alone.
Will you be my sweet Valentione?

Blissfully yours,
Hoshiko Hanelor

[tickyhead]

To my dearest Cid Garlond,

The time we have known each other is short, the time we have spent together even shorter, yet every waking moment I find you in my thoughts. Your stark white hair, blown back as if by some constant wind that hits only your immaculate face, your shiny blue goggles in which I wish to see my own reflection as I look at you look at me look at you, your biceps as large and voluminous as your intellect. You have invaded my mind dear sir, with your own; your genius for magitek and other words I don't understand makes this poor simple axewoman feel like a fool to simply think of you--and think of you I often do--let alone attempt to form words in your presence.
Surely a man of your impressive girth can find room within that large, manly chest to care for a simple adventurer like myself, who has only happened to defeat a good sum of the empire's men single-handed, prevented a full scale war between the Ixali and Amal'jaa, and saved your sorry hide from certain failure on an occasion or two.

Did I mention I've bested a fiery godlike Primal?

Please say you will be mine this Valentione's Day. For your health.

Loving ever dearly, with all of my heart and my axe,
~Mali Darksidhe

[ShinigamigodX]

Ida, my sweet love,
How I've longed to be with you for some time now. Upon entering the Black Shroud, I saw your laying form on the ground and helped you regain consciousnesses. We've fought in combat, if not only once. However, that was enough for me to fall in love with your shining beauty. You shined like the golden sun rising on the edge of Eorzea, and your beauty knows no bounds. I wished to share to you my feelings, however I couldn't muster the courage. But now, in this form, I feel I would be able to convey myself upon you in hopes that you feel the same. I would protect you from all harm, even the Garlean Empire would not be able to have at you with my protection. My spear will provide support in future battles, and with it it will be backed by my love for you, and hopefully your love for me. With this I will part, leaving the elementals to decide our fate together.


With sincere love,
Vergaud Nemorous

[Jashynvald]

*Postage-addressed to Elder Mosshorn and rivited to a 500-pound cargo crate full of premium Turning Leaf grass-clippings*

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Moo muu
~MMMMMMMMmmmmmmuuuuuoooooooooOOOOOUUUUUUuuuuooOOOouuuOOOOOOUuuu

[Doiden]

Fafana,

I again take the opportunity of dropping you a few lines in answer to your kind letters which I received a few days ago, one bearing date 3/11/30. It was a pleasure to me to have the honor to receive a letter from as charming a young girl as the one whose name was ascribed at the bottom of each of them. I was glad to hear that you were well, but I was gladder to hear you express your mind as fully as to what you have been doing while stationed. This note left me well and I truly hope that this will find you in good health. I can't say anything to you by letter more than what you have heard from my letters before. I hope the time will soon come when I get to see you again Fafana. I can write many things to you but if I could see you I could tell you more in one minute than I can write in a week. The letters that you wrote to me have warmed my very soul. I cannot wait for your return from Mor Dhona or swift victory over the Garleans. I have no reasons to doubt but if you were to fail it would break my heart, for you are the girl that I am depending upon and if it was not for you I would not be writing by my candle tonight as you wrote to me with those many malms separating us. If my courage was like yours, surely we would be united once again. Though we are far apart at present my heart is with you every moment for I often think of you when traveling the lonesome roads in Central Thanalan. The thought of your sweet smiles is all the company I have; I trust that you are sincere in what you have written to me. Your sparkling green eyes and rosy red cheeks have gained my whole affections. Hope for the time to come when we shall meet again, then we can pass off the time in pleasure. My time has come for sleep and I must soon close. I want you to write to me as soon as you can for I will be glad to hear from you any time. Direct your letters as before and don’t forget to treat those adventurers with kindness. My love to you has no end. Remember me as ever your love and friend.

~Doiden Didymus 3/19/30

[Ashiee]

Dearest and beloved King Moggle Mog XII,

From the day I first set eyes on you, I knew it was meant to be. Though you may want the heads of my fellow adventurers and I every time we meet, on this Valentione’s day I would like to profess my love to you.

You may think I just come to visit for your adorable treasures, but it is not so. Being able to view your adorable whiskers and cute nose keeps me coming back. Even though your crew members seem dissatisfied with me coming to see you, I would like to think that at least Kupqu Kogi is trying to play Cupid, putting arrows straight in my rear, arrows of love.

I hope one day to join your trusty crew, by your side as the eight and most trusted member.

“Ashiee Horokeu offers you love
A kind of love you never thought of!”

A verse worthy to be added to the great tale of King Moggle Mog! The next time we meet, I hope we will be making plans to rule all the land together.

Your Lalafell admirer,
Ashiee Horokeu

[Chardrizard]

Dear Good King Moogle Mog XII,

[Powercow]

Dearest Frediswitha,

For long I have sought to win your heart, but alas, it seems the gods are cruel with your mind, cursing it with a forgetfulness unrivaled in all the realms! But I do not despair -- your mind may have forgotten our love, but your heart has not. Those calls for supplies to the adventurer's guild; you simply seek your true love, like in the old fairy tale of old, The Quartermaster who cried "Out of supplies!" For what other reason could you put out a call every hour for bronze chaser hammer heads -- while your stockpile must be brimming with, um, random items, your heart remains empty as a Nine Ivies supplies tent.

All those times I ran to you, I was but a fool! I thought I was doing it for gil and mere shards. I now know I only ever ran to you, gave those supplies... just to hear you speak, to see you smile.

I write you this letter so that the next time your memory lapses, you shall still know of my love. You needn't ask Eustace to play messenger anymore, for I have received it as clear as a La Noscean night sky!

"Frediswitha who" they joke. I say, "Frediswitha Powercow." Now, and forever. No, Frediswitha, you did not ask the adventurer's guild for these. These chocolates are from me.

Yours for all time,
Powercow Cowcow.

[Calebisasicko]

Dearest Nael,
My heart aches for you. I can only sit in silent pain as I ponder our last meeting. When you killed the rest of my party, I knew you weren't doing it out of anger, or spite, or hatred. I knew you were doing it out of love. You wanted me alone, so that we could talk about feelings, movies, and our top ten favorite bands. But, alas, those silly interloping adventurers challenged our love. When I confessed my feelings, they all laughed at me. They said our love was wrong...then why, why oh gods did it feel so right when your hands wrapped around my neck and you screamed “Die! Foolish adventurer! Your land shall soon be mine!” Those words....I thought they had deeper meaning and they do! Yes, yes oh yes! I will marry you! Oh Nael, Nael, Nael...How I sit and whisper your name to my tear-soaked pillow: Nael van Darnus... And me, the spouse of a Legatus! Though our countries may be enemies we are classic “star-struck lovers!” Like Romeo and Juliet....Hopefully with no mutual suicide this time. No matter what my Grand Company mates say (“treason,” they call our love) I'm making my way to you now, Nael. I have packed my Chocobo with all of my necessary supplies, including my collection of decorative rabbit figurines that I know you enjoyed hearing so much about as you were love-choking me. I wrote you a little something.....
----
Nael
My heart bleeds like a dragon that was stabbed by a knife made of sadness
Black darkness overshadows the night of our separation
My eyes cry blood onto this letter
My soul is nothing more than a dark angry pit.
Forget you, Mom, I'll move out if I want to.
----
Until we next meet, my snuggly Nael,
yours,
Caleb Tonk