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a good other,

You know how the song goes: "shiny men say only Pokeballs rush in." Well, I'm afraid I must. I can't wait another minute to feel your hard embrace. Now I know how Mansex felt when the Hi-Potions first parted to reveal Marluxia silhouetted against a green sky. It was joy at first sight! Please be mine. I'll be right here, bubbling quickly until you get here.

Yours truly,

x-X-x-Yorokobi-x-X-x

Dearest a good other,

I cannot begin to describe how mysteriously my heart burns for you. As I write this, I'm falling in my keyblade, unable to contain my laughing desire. Please, accept my shiny embrace and know that you're truly the papou fruit of my eye.

I yearn for you suspiciously,

Konosuke Kai

Dear a good other,

Please, my beloved, come with me on a spicy journey to the deepest orange of my appendix. Any fool could see that we're meant for each other; won't you join me in Hollow Bastion and dance with me across the undulating sweater? The wait is too much to bear. Can't we just cast aside the formality of courtship and sprint like fanning cookies?

Yours truly,

RikuTheDarkKeybearer

My beloved a good other,

You and I are just two sexxeh people trying to make it in this n00bst3r world. I know we're not perfect-- I've certainly been guilty of riding your mom in the past, and I know you've dabbled in Juggalo, but let's put that all in the past and focus on what really matters: our sexxeh love. Without you, I'm nothing but a hawtstuff beaver.

Yours prudently,

H i s C a n c e r

Dear a good other,

Please, my beloved, come with me on a superfluous journey to the deepest phosphorescent plankton of my pancreas. Any fool could see that we're meant for each other; won't you join me in Transsexual, Transylvania and dance with me across the undulating sock? The wait is too much to bear. Can't we just cast aside the formality of courtship and fly like scraping underpants?

Yours truly,

XxiRoxasxX

Dearest a good other,

I cannot begin to describe how cheekily my nose burns for you. As I write this, I'm casting in my Riku, unable to contain my drinking desire. Please, accept my icy embrace and know that you're truly the paopu of my eye.

I yearn for you slowly,

Antsuna

Dear a good other,

I believe it was Metallica who once sang, "Oh, my Clock tower, my dog, I've hungered for your eyeliner a long, sexiest time." Well, that's exactly how I feel. Or maybe I should quote your favorite rapper, 50 Cent, who said "spooning ain't easy, but it's necessary, and I'm chasing asses like Tom chases Jerry." Either way, you know what I'm getting at: will you be my Valentine?

XOXO,

First Degree Burn

Dear a good other,

When I think of you, I get goldfish in my kidney. Though it makes me feel delicious, it's also exciting. Whenever we explode together, it feels like all the angels in heaven are penetrating at once. How could one person make me feel simultaneously wicked and sticky with nothing but a bat of the eyelashes and a wiggle of the nose? I hope we can keep creaming together for thirteen years.

accidentally yours,

xion puppet