Aesthetic Jojo Wallpaper Novels & Stories

Too good. I’m not sure how I missed all of this last night, but if I’m being honest, the explanation probably involves the most dangerous mouth I’ve ever trusted with my dick. Or his ass. One of the two. The ugly yellow-and-blue floral wallpaper is still here, which surprises me. I doubt Alessia would approve. But the art Jesus. The art changes everything. The hallway is lined with photographs. Large. Moody. Men and women suspended underwater, naked or nearly so, wrapped in flesh-toned silk that coils around them like secrets. Each piece feels intimate. Personal. Like something you’re not meant to look at for too long.

~Alyce/Faelyn~ Our shopping trip had been pretty successful. Rian had decided on a split theme, wanting the ceiling and top quarter of his walls to be the night sky and the rest of his walls to look like the forest. So we had picked up all kinds of paint, including some glow in the dark and black light reactive paint to make that happen. We had also found the perfect forest green rug to go on his floor.

- • Alyssa's POV As I entered the room, I was immediately struck by the beautiful sight before me. The paintings on the wall seemed to blink at me, as if greeting me. The room was painted white with stunning murals hand-painted on the burnt orange and red walls. The furniture was rustic and dark, complemented by vibrant cushions. I had never seen a room with so much furniture and so many hues. The white velvet curtains hid the long windows across the room, leaving only a shy peek. The floor was polished wood, dark and free of clutter. The room looked amazing; it was designed not just to be a room, but to feel like home. I could stay here forever.

Why had he suddenly picked up the same hobby again? “Master Ares, I’ll stay here then.” Rose looked around the bedroom that was decorated with pink wallpaper; it looked very cosy and dreamy. “This place is good.” “Which part of it is good?” Jay overheard her heartfelt admiration after having placed her toiletries in the bathroom and coming out. Rose felt that everything was good. The colors, new Chinese-style beds, simplistic patterns, and hollow folding screen that featured moonlight in the lotus pond. They were all her favorite new Chinese decoration styles.

' Well, this is much better than the first time Jeonghan and Seungcheol arrived here, when it looks like the monumental place where an intense war was held. "I personally like the wallpaper design," Joshua pointed the walls. "The sofa," he continued, "and the bathroom's door. Those are my style." 'Wallpaper? Sofa? And bathroom's door? Those are the things Seungcheol have bought!' While Seungcheol was scratching his nose, I bit my lower lip. 'There's no way Joshua could really tell that Seungcheol bought them just by a glance? Does he has some magic intellectual power?' "Because they don't go along well with the other interiors. So I guessed, someone changed them without considering the other

In about three hours, the room was ready and looking new and I absolutely loved the new design better than the first one. “Thank you guys, good job.” I clapped happily while admiring the room. The decor and wallpaper were amazing, I made sure they got one of Jasmine's favorite Disney cartoon characters for the wallpaper and the rest was colored pink. “We’re glad that you like it.” One of them says. Like it? I love it! “Here’s for a job well done,” I brought out my purses and took all the money in there before handing it to them. They looked at the money with wide eyes,

I must make sure I seduce Jayden in anyway I can and make him fall in love with me. I stood up from my bed as removed my cloth as I walked into the bathroom, I was immediately struck by how well designed it was. The tiles were a beautiful shade of blue, and they were arranged in a way that created a mesmerizing pattern on the floor. The walls were painted a calming white, and there were several framed art pieces hanging on them, adding a touch of sophistication to the room.

I walk over to her and sling my arm around her shoulder as we admire our handy work. “This does look better than the pink— it makes the room look fresher,” I voice, looking around, and she nods in agreement. “Sure does. Jo is really artsy, so I’ll ask her to do the feature wall for us.” Shayla explains, and I nod. “That’s awesome. You know, I never asked, what do the girls do for work?” I question, curious as I watch Shayla drop the roller in her hand in the tray. “Uh, Aimee is a web designer, she’s crazy creative if you ever want to change up our website, and Jo works with Autistic kids.” She explains, and I nod, watching her.

Yet this does not resemble anything dark and grey like I thought it would. It’s pretty, the walls are covered in soft blue wallpaper that matches the sofa, decorated with cherry blossom and peacocks. It’s stunning, I wonder how much something like that costs to cover the walls. A flat screen television hangs off the wall currently it is playing with a crackling fire scene, it’s warm and cozy lending itself to make me feel like kicking these damn uncomfortable shoes off my feet and curl up on the sofa with a neat whiskey in my hand. It’s late, I should go to bed, but my arousal needs to be satisfied first.

He was a stubborn man, and if I replied, it would give him room to start his rubbish again. When he noticed I was quiet, he sighed and focused on the iPad. The videos were a lot, but he scrolled through them, watching, skipping some after a second of watching, and he finally agreed on a waterfall wallpaper design. I discussed the process and promised to send a demo by tomorrow morning so that he could get a feel for what it looks like. He agreed. We spent another day trying to find the best wallpaper for his home, and he finally chose two that gave off the feeling of winter and landscape.