#Shirogane Loft

[n3rd-qu33n]

Shirogane Hingan Loft

Like most Warrior's of Light, Z'itlalli needed a place to stay in the Far East. Here is her little home away from home, her Hingan Loft.

(Exodus [Primal], Kobai Goten Wing 1, Room #009, 16th Ward, Shirogane)

The seating area with garden.

The hallway with dining area.

The quaint little kitchen.

The bedroom.

#ff14 #ffxiv #ff14 ffxiv #Final Fantasy XIV #Finaly Fantasy 14 #FFXIV Housing #FF14 Housing #Final Fantasy 14 Housing #Final Fantasy XIV Housing #Shirogane #Kugane #Hingan Loft #Shirogane Loft #The Far East #Shirogane Apartment #Hingan Apartment #Far East Apartment #Kugane Apartment #Z'itlalli Astel #Home away from home #Love the mood lighting #So dark yet so warm

[impossible-rat-babies]

sleeby

#oc: eyrie kisne #owen plays ffxiv #newly remodeled fc room looks great this is the best picture I’ve got of it #and my friend took this one #there’s a greenhouse area and my friend and I discovered that one Ivy curtains look So Good #and two those along w leather sofas wooden beams Ivy pillars wooden lofts and bars + barstools #are single handedly going to fuel two bids on a new fc house #we have a small in emperym but would like a medium in shirogane or lav beds #i even made a good chunk of change just off of crafting bookcases + lofts + beams #and mats from ShB ex farms #I got a piece of hades auracite and sold it. read the item description and now I’m keeping one #it’s next to the sohm Al blooms and lucent flower from the omnicron quests #which are next to my Mashable worms #y’all ever think about the things in your inventory as stuff the WoL has in their pockets #but I sure do think about the archon loaf in eyrie’s inventory that I’m p sure I got as an EW quest reward

[kaidoeshousing]

Lightwood [L]

Rainy modern loft with wood accents Elemental | Tonberry | Shirogane 27-30

#HousingEden #ffxivhousing #FF14housing #hgxiv #FF14ハウジング

[idanwyn-et-al]

Umi no Heiwa

Born and raised at sea, Idanwyn longed for a stationary home of her own. Some years ago, she decided to make said home in Shirogane, since she is just as comfortable in Hingashi as she is anywhere else on the star. Though her duties as Captain of the Free Trader Nixie keep her from visiting home too often, she always enjoys whatever time she can carve out for herself there, either alone or entertaining a few guests.

Her home includes a geomantic shrine; a well-stocked kitchen and two dining areas to enjoy her culinary creations; a relaxing bathroom; her simple, cozy bed; a dressing area and reading nook; and a lofted den, complete with roses, wine, and stories to read. Like many sailors, she is quite fond of greenery, and the plants throughout her flat are lovingly-tended. There are rumors that a juvenile paissa wearing a chef’s hat cares for the place when she is off on a voyage; Idanwyn can neither confirm nor deny the veracity of said rumors.

((Umi no Heiwa is located on Mateus in Shirogane, Kobai Goten, Wing 1, Room 13. Feel free to stop by! Additionally, I know I’ve posted her apartment before, but I made enough renovations over the past few months to warrant a new post, I think :D.))

#umi no heiwa #ffxiv mateus #ffxiv housing #my decorating #Idanwyn Lluanswys #shirogane #kugane #ffxiv apartment #give us more decorating slots yoshida pls #now I gotta keep renovating her personal house vweeee

[kanna-doryean]

My client requested a mix of traditional and modern loft with lots of natural elements, waterfalls, a tea room, a place to hangout overlooking a scenic view, and of course, a hot tub! There was also a special request to fit in the Warden of the Seven Hues and doing so in an aesthetic way was quite a feat of floating, lol. Address: Halicarnassus, Shirogane, Ward 21, Plot 46 Owner: Iku Onee-Sama Designer: Kanna Doryean

#ff14 #ffxiv #ffxiv housing #ff14 housing #ff14ハウジング #hgxiv #ffxiv decorating #ff14 decorating

[azuxiv]

220623 Sneeze House (Small)

commissioned by Acchoo Bless (Kujata). modern loft house with lalafells 24/7 food service, and many hidden amenities! ▼

exterior

i made it purple from wisteria :3 i keep front porch clean so Acchoo can focus practice rotation!

interior

living room:

Acchoo can take out his playstation or continue the books he's reading. the aquarium behind provides calming vibe. hidden amenities:

fat cat piggybank → retainer (they bring money)

book laying down → diary

black-white cat plushie → aesthetician

kitchen:

Acchoo wanted the NPCs gather in 1 place for easy access, so i made them into kitchen staffs where it makes sense for them to work closely together!

loft bed:

heavily inspired from Acchoo's bedroom, lore accurate down to the shark plushie! fits 2 people! (it snaps) actually 3 but shark plushie dibs the spot :) hidden amenities:

phone → orchestrion (imagine spotify :D)

clothes → armoire

closet door → fc chest

closing notes:

it was challenging to make all-in-one convenience room that's not just several usefull stuffs placed in line, i want it to have story. thank you for having me Acchoo ♡ i really appreciate that it became your perma-afk spot ever since, i think that's the highest compliment ;w;

the entire room is filled with soft fire crackling sounds and it's just =w= so warm and comfy. feel free to chill/afk here!

➤ Kujata Shirogane W4 P10 (open for public)

#ffxiv #ffxiv housing #ffxiv screenshot #ffxiv small #loft bed #modern home #wooden furniture #azu chan #elemental dc

[toadeyes-miqote]

Snooze factor

Much working on the basement later.... Tried loft bed but it mess with stair bookshelf and can't sleep on it no more. Floor sofa won't stay on a 1/4 glitch into wall loft and I gave up.

------- Much lofts and hiding places. something to hopefully and eventually transcribe about Thancred spotting her sleeping under a sunlit window and him joining her to do his reading or writing in said spot to make sure no one bothers her.

Spot looks comfy enough and Alisaie wants in and ends up napping. If this was the First Ryne would join, if this be the Source Estinien eyes them in puzzlement and then sits down and naps. G'raha a little envious about not being able to sit beside her makes do with finding a comfortable spot and naps along.

Lyse spots them and had to contain herself from gushing too loudly. Alphinaud pops by but Lyse grabs him and runs before he could call out and wake the others. Tataru would probably be the one to take a picture. and if she has no important work to attend to, then she would make tea and passes a cup to Thancred and join him in companionable silence for a teabreak.

The other napping spot being the back of her Shirogane house by the warm onsen rocks.

Somewhere headcannon had it that some of the NPCs find her to be a calming factor (like a cat). And to have her comfortably at rest would mean that all is and will be well.

#Book 6 - Endwalker #ffxiv housing #FFXIV #About a cat #all i do is nap #Tracking Hylnyan

[ff14housings]

#japanese

[bunyip-things]

despite myself I’ve got a story going with CyberCity (part 1 and now part 2) and that means I need locations!  Pretty pretty locations full of neon and futuristic grunge.  Mostly.  Some of the characters are apparently luckier with housing than others.  Also my first attempt using an apartment shell! (which I am delighted to say only took me a few tries to figure out how to get them to use the front door).  Anyway, here we go, next stop is:

Shirogane Loft Apartments - space is hard to find in CyberCity but the higher you go the clearer the stars get.  Find your way to the stars, and a place you can breathe with Shirogane Loft Apartments.

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[ffxiv-interiordecorating]

#ffxiv housing #interior decorating #interiors #hingan #shirogane #loft

[ourashenbride]

I made a Desert Villa. I wanted to focus on the vertical height and depth in a Large, so I built incredibly tall and deep into the house. I made some open windows that look out to a desert scene, with views of mountains and sand. There’s also suspended stairs over an indoor pond that leads to a loft bedroom that’s over the kitchen.

This was an engineering feat and it needs to be perceived LOL. It’s located on Primal / Behemoth / Shirogane ward 18 plot 30

#FFXIV #ffxiv housing #ff14 housing #ff14 #gaming

[kaidoeshousing]

Lumine [S]

Modern light loft. Elemental | Tonberry | Shirogane 21-39

#HousingEden #ffxivhousing #FF14housing #hgxiv #FF14ハウジング

[punches-and-cream-puffs]

16. Crane

It was a quiet afternoon, tucked away up in the attic lair. Light filtered in through the skylights, illuminating the dark, candle-lit room, dustmotes dancing in the sunbeams.

The two sisters laid up in the loft, amongst the plushies and easel, both propped up on pillows as the worked, fingers fiddling with the different sheets of colored paper.

"I heard 'bout this stuff when we were in Shirogane." The younger sibling explained, slowly folding the paper to show the older how. "They say if you make a thousand of these, you get a wish!" The little, black and purple crane was sat aside, the child beaming up at her older sister. "And you can wish for anything! I don't know how the paper stuff does it, but it can't be wrong!"

Teagan stifled a small giggle, doing her best to replicate her sister's technique. It was good to see a smile on the kid's face, and fun to learn something new. "Is that so? Well, a thousand is an awful lot....that's going to take time." Oh her crane was turning out wonky, the pale yellow paper wings uneaven, the head crooked... but she loved it all the same. The next one would be better; she was sure. Her hand moved to snatch up a piece of blue paper to get started at the next.

"Psh, only takes time for you 'cause you got to sleep and stuffs." The little voidling gave a tired laugh, working on a crimson and gold crane. "I'll get there in no time... and I already know what I'm going to wish for." She sounded so confident, so sure, even as the tiredness tugged at the ends of her words, trying to blend them together into a sleepless slurry. "'M gonna wish for a place just for me. No hunters or hiding or nothing, and you and mama and papa and 'Phemie and 'Cheka can come too..." She could see it now, her own sort of castle, with bats and pumpkins, and she could be the princess. Because princesses were loved. They were cherished. People didn't hunt down princesses.

"What are you going to wish for?"

The question gave Teagan pause, her head tilting as she gave a thoughtful hum. What did -she- want? Fingers fidgeted with the paper, trying to will the shape into wings... she didn't have the practiced ease the child before her did, but she'd get there. Truth be told, she had no intention of trying to wish.... hopefully, she could add her cranes to her siblings count. But she'd asked, so... A wish. What would she wish for...

"I'd wish for happiness.... For you. For Clover. For all of my loved ones and friends. I just want to see them all happy, to see them thrive. I'd wish for them all to get a little bit of help to help them through the rough times, and for them to get the rest they deserve during the easy times. I want you, and them, to live their best, you know?" The words were spoken over the paper as she folded and finished the next crane. "I'd wish happiness for the friends I've lost, the ones who are still out there somewhere. I don't know where they are, or if they even remember me, but... I want them to be happy too."

"...Well, you're gonna have to get better at folding cranes and stuff if you want that. That looks like a sad pigeon and stuff."

The tender, heartfelt moment was abruptly shattered by a pillow sent at torpedo speeds, knocking the child, crane and all, off the side of the loft. The wobbly wonky cranes watched on as the pillowy carnage ensued, the shrieks and laughs cutting through the quiet, dust-danced air of the attic.

#ffxiv #drabble #ffxivwrite 2021 #ffxivwrite2021 #ffxiv write 2021

[endwalking]

my cozy loft apartment with a lil’ balcony!

Lich // Shirogane // Ward 19 // Plot 45

#ffxiv #ffxivhousing #ffxiv housing #ffxiv gpose #gposers #ff14 #ff14 housing

[bright-dancer]

For quite a while i wanted to do a bachelor pad apartment loft for my best friend, finally the time came and this is the end result! I love the whole industrial feel and so does he!! Ragnarok, Shirogane, W12 P37

#large #ragnarok

[ala-mhinyan]

VIII :: Clamor

{ TW: Vomit, Panic Attack / Manic Episode } { Ft: @talesfromthegameff14​ and @realmoffantasy​ }

Today had been a bad day.

C’tolemy’s morning had been fairly normal; somehow he managed to unlace himself from the grip of the slumbering Xaela wrapped around him, loath to move out of bed but knowing duty called in a way he was never going to be able to ignore. Slithering out of bed always woke Ayanga up, even if his movements were careful and slow--yet he always soothed the older man’s anxious nerves with several sleepy kisses to reassure him that the person moving about the room and getting out of their bed was indeed C’tolemy.

The Xaela never went immediately back to bed once the Seeker had gotten up and was moving about their room; instead he would turn in their bed and prop his head up on an arm to watch his half-naked, pregnant husband go through the motions of getting dressed in his usual leather robes and adorn his daggers at his hips. Just before he was about to turn and leave, a touch to his hip caught his attention--feeling hands and a brush work their way through his unruly riot of curls.

C’tolemy couldn’t help but to laugh as Ayanga murmured something about the man looking like he’d walked through a storm with his hair caught in a net. The little affection had been just the thing he’d needed to really wake up, letting his mind wander to the tasks of the day that were going to be demanding of his attention--all the while completing missing that Ayanga had finished his preening of his husband and was stepping around him to place a gentle kiss against his lips. Startled, C’tolemy let out a feline noise of surprise, only to feel his husband laugh against his lips as he hauled the Seeker against his chest in a spinning hug.

He’d spent an extra ten minutes just kissing the man and holding him, reveling in their affections before he absolutely needed to leave.

They parted with the sweetest of kisses, blessings both given and taken.

Buffed by sand and wind, C’tolemy’s trip back home to Ala Gannha was routine as always; arrive, greet the chieftess and schedule out the day’s plan. Look over provisions. Look over the nursery. Check on those within the ton to see if any were combat ready--check on his mother, see to anything she needed. Remedial tasks that meant everything to him. Everything should have been the same as always…

But it wasn’t.

The clamor didn’t start until the Seeker had begun to look over the provisions; sharp ears catching a few of his tribesmen doddling by a tent, their eyes on him while he moved. He didn’t pay too much attention to the looks, he was used to them--however, today he’d felt them just a bit more keenly than he’d previously expected to… and he turned his head just in time to catch them pointing at the noticeable bump along his belly. His facial reaction must have given him away; they all turned their heads and quietly excused themselves just after. They’re looking at you. What did you do wrong? What did we say? What did we do? Am I messing up? What’s wrong? What did I do?

The rest of the day he spent being hyper aware of his body; how it moved, how it looked, what would accent the bump, how many people watched him and where they looked. It startled him to know how many people had had their eyes on him that he hadn’t previously noticed, and more so, what that meant about how they perceived him. Some looked at him with something that resembled disappointment… Mayhap because they weren’t the one to get the man pregnant themselves or the fact that after all of his vehement dismissal of the idea, he’d let an outsider do the deed instead. Some looked at him with envy, green at the ears that he carried--viciously starved for the notion that he would be giving birth to the next Ankobia.

Would it be a boy? Would it be a girl?

Was he open to more partners? Could they, possibly with enough motivation and goading, seed the Master Hunter themselves?

A commodity. Something to conquer. Someone to trophy him. The world is on fire and it’s not. The world is swimming and it’s not. I’m not asking for this. I didn’t do anything wrong. Why are they staring? Why won’t they stop staring? What did I do? What did I do? What did I do?

Their commentary, both real and imaginary echoed in his skull and rattled the whole of his confidence--to which the other facets of his brain attempted to compensate for; only to make matters worse. Conversation between each alter rapidly turned into arguments, which rapidly descended to screaming matches that deafened and disoriented him--putting him in a dangerous situation mid hunt; nearly speared through the side by a bucking gazelle, saved in the nick of time by his instincts alone. It was enough to rocket anxiety and terror through his blood; enough that he visibly went about protecting his middle--enough that he showed his own hunting party a weakness they’d never seen him exhibit before.

He felt their silent, questioning, judging eyes all the way back to the tribe.

The rest of it had been a blur. They know you are weak.

Before he knew it he was whipped through the Lifestream and expunged, a jumbled mess, in a heap at the front gate of his Shirogane home. Bile rushed and burned its way up his throat and he vomited on cool stone, only to stumble his way into the door--rattling it, then opened it and slumped his way inside. Melody was already there, sharp eyes and keen ears catching the commotion--a young girl trained by experience to be wary of such intrusions. That the intrusion was her father of all people, looking like he’d been hungover for hours no less, as the source? It sent a bolt of an unexplainable terror down her spine.

If she had said anything to him, he couldn’t hear it. But he could see her face; the worry. Was it worry or disgust? Why is she looking at me? What did I do wrong? What did I do? What did I do? WHAT DID I DO?!

Feet carried him down the steps, nearly tumbling and falling as the cacophony of screaming voices in his head grew in intensity--shouting over one another just to get a foot in the door edge-wise. Getting down the steps felt like he’d been walking forever--and with his senses thrown out of wack and his body overclocking at all cylinders, nothing seemed easy.

The bedroom was too wide, too bright.

The bathroom? Too cold and dark.

Where could he go? What could he do? What would make it all stop? Light filled his eyes, blinding him even though his eyes were closed--or were they? The world tipped, spun and went black. He’s suffocating. Why can’t I breathe?

Just before he fell, he reached through the bleakness for help.

.::.

That was how Ayanga found his husband; a trail of discarded clothing leading from the bathroom door to Terbish’s room--a blanket tossed over the hanging cleft of the rise leading to the lofted part of the room. In the tiny crawl space below the stairs lie his pregnant mate; curled up in a nest made of pillows, stuffed animals and the blanket from their bed. He was asleep, thankfully, but the strain of the day was made clear from the tear tracks running down his face.

The Xaela did his best to explain the situation to Melody… but there was no easy way to explain just what had gone on today.

Some days, for C’tolemy, were just bad days.

And there was no ‘fix’ for a bad day.

#ffxiv #ffxiv writing #ffxivwrite2020 #My writing #c'tolemy #ayanga #melody #some days are just bad days