April Wallpaper Aesthetic Novels & Stories

I looked around and realized how different the four accent walls from every one of them. The one in front of me was like a pastel-colored painting of yellow skies and pink clouds. Beside this girly accent wall was a full gray wall with shimmering metallic silver lines in different directions which formed edgy shapes. The one it was facing was a plain Indigo Batik painted wall and the only thing that made it looked like an accent wall was the framed abstract at the center—the same color with messy lines as if painted by a kid. I turned my gaze at the last one, a combination of Red and Black. It was full of overlapping unearthly figures.

*** I walked into Lupus’ Bar and Grill and flicked my braid over my shoulder. “Can I help you?” I spotted a tall and willowy brunette. Her hair was in romantic curls, and her makeup was immaculately shaded and highlighted. She was wearing a black top with an outline of a wolf on her left breast and a name badge on her right breast. April. A bottle green apron was pinned around her tiny waist, which made her look almost naked from the waist down, but I could make out the outline of denim cut-offs poking out from underneath the hem of the apron. She had the longest brown legs I had ever seen. I put on my best customer-service smile and tried to ignore the inferiority complex threatening to mak

I’m sure knowing that DJ will be safely out of the country soon will put April at ease. I awaken April as soon as dinner arrives. She gives me a grouchy glare and sits up. “Don’t pout, babe. The last time you ate was this morning, and you need to eat and keep up your strength.” Her lip quirks with amusement as she slides out of bed and stands in front of me. Jaw tight, I run my gaze across her body. I have to say that I love the way my shirt molds to her breasts and hips. Her delicious nipples strain against the cotton, and the hem curves between her thighs. Her tousled golden hair falls becomingly across her shoulders, and her eyes gleam with pleasure.

It wasn't just a room; it was a work of art. Without thinking, Ava stepped inside. Her eyes roamed over the sleek, modern furniture, the enormous bed with its pristine white duvet, the floor-to-ceiling windows that offered a stunning view of the city below. But what really caught her attention was the art. On one wall hung a large, abstract painting. Swirls of black, white, and deep red danced across the canvas, creating a sense of movement and energy that Ava found mesmerizing. She moved closer, drawn in by the intricate details.

The magic was very powerful, but acted selectively, or rather felt differently. - Please, - Radolyub pointed to comfortable chairs, but the guests did not sit down. Yarsi walked along the walls with curiosity, looking at the numerous pictures in light frames. They resembled colored spots, all depicting single flower buds, not yet open, frozen in anticipation of a new day, when the sun will rise and it will be possible to open up ... And the background of the walls themselves is dark crimson, gloomy, absorbing light. Probably, the students who got here immediately felt uncomfortable and anxious, and the furnishings of the office were designed for this - a massive table by the window, a bare s

However, the moment I stepped through the door, a splash of liquid with a sharp, stinging smell poured down over me. My skin started to burn. "Surprise! Happy April Fools' Day!" Before I could even open my eyes, Silvia rushed over. She grabbed a makeup wipe and started scrubbing my face hard, dragging it back and forth. The burning grew worse. It came with a crawling, biting itch that spread across my skin, so intense that it felt like my face was being torn apart.

I pecked her cheeks and left for work. *** Ariana's POV; "It's too bland." I shook my head. "Ma'am this wallpaper would give the place a classy vibe." Natalie, my young assistant pressed further and once again, I shook my head. "That's because classy isn't what I want. I want a homey vibe." "But-"

I look around the brightly painted room as April looks for her drawing book under the pile of papers she has on her desk. The room was painted Hot pink and so were the carpets on the floor. It looks like the room came straight out of a Disney princess movie. "I'm gonna go on a limb here and say you're favorite colour is pink." April chuckles as she pushes more papers off her desk until she final found a small black drawing book. "It's not my all time favorite colour but it's what I'm feeling at the moment. Two months ago, my hair was bright purple and so was the walls and the carpets. Here." April pats the bed and gestures for me to sit next to her.

-I can do this- “You scared the shit out of me Jill.” April walks back and sat with her best friend. She leaned her head on Jill’s shoulder, it reminds of hill and its meadowy scent. “You look well dress, are you going on a date?” “No.” She quickly answered. She looked away and examined the room. It’s been a long time since she came here. She had the same thought as April, she stood up and looked exasperate. “You should burn your room” She suggested. Her eyes roamed again to see if she was right, she gave a nod and said, “yeah! We should burn it. It reeks with Jm’s presence.”

As I finished, I grabbed a water bottle and took a few sips. The claustrophobia was quick to get me, as I scanned the whole room, and it made me realize how gorgeous this room is. The pinkish-beige walls of the classic-style bedroom are decorated with great grace, and luxurious wallpaper with silk-screen printing with light furniture and textiles create a muted home atmosphere. A combination of textures that are similar in material and color is often used. At the same time, a more decorative layer is made in the form of a panel, of which there can be quite a lot.