Rainbow Aesthetic Wallpaper Novels & Stories

Her frames stylishly placed on the walls and on her bedside was a replaced frame of she and Josie. On the other side of the walls was a huge pastel pink colored wallpaper with the caption: 𝒔𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒍𝒚_𝒕𝒆𝒒𝒔 which had fancy lights draping all over it. The curtains were a mix of peach and gray and the fluffy rug by the bed was a shade of light green coupled along the throw pillows all over the bed which were red hued, giving it a tropical look and an ombre effect.

I had to say that the final product was better than any of us expected. Bellamy’s walls were designed with a forest mural on each wall. Papa helped with that one. It was nifty what all manipulation magic could be used for. The mural looked like it was truly part of the forest with the trees, animals, and sunlight filtering through. The ceiling was a mural of the night sky. That way he would have something to focus on as he looked up. One part of it was even the aurora borealis. It was perfect. Rachel wanted the rest of the suite’s walls to be plain light blue that way she could do her own painting on it. I could not wait to see what it would look like when she was done with it.

I said as I touched the wall before we opened the room. I looked at the master bedroom, furnished and neat, then walked around the room opposite the master bedroom, which lacked any furniture. “It is baby proofed.” Reina stated as she tapped her knuckles against the wall. “Do have you any idea about the baby’s room?” “Yeah. I have to hire some painters for some mint wallpapers around, give a pastel theme than the cliché blue boy pink girl. I’d say yellow, but not my best or brightest colour.” I explained as I used my hand to create a virtual representation of the room.

And Vahini shared that vision down to the core of it. The walls are painted yellow, the individual beds have matching yellow blankets, and the ginormous bookshelf smack against the center wall is a dark yellow —the books arranged in the order of a rainbow curtsy of Vahini. Both of their dressers are white with little yellow sunflowers, and in fact even the old bollywood movie posters on Vahini’s side of the wall are color-coded in yellow.

“Fine. But don’t bring your storm cloud energy into my place. I just vacuumed.” River stepped inside, his boots heavy on her polished floor. His sharp eyes darted around, taking in the living room. The walls were a soft pink, with framed art pieces and delicate fairy lights strung across the shelves. A white rug lay in the center, and pastel throw pillows covered the couch. River frowned, tilting his head. “It looks like a rainbow threw up in here.” Sasha gasped and slapped his arm lightly. “Excuse you! This is an aesthetic. It’s called cozy chic, not that you’d understand.”

She turned then to the bathroom blinds, picking up one of the dry cleaning cloths that she had set out to the side, and began leaning over the bath to dry the plastic, waterproof sheets that prevented the entire world from looking inside. Hissing as she opened the curtains, exposing the steamed up room to the wider world, Lila looked away towards the back wall, covered in dark blue, almost glittery tiles, outlined by white – the colours chosen by her desire to leave not a single room with totally white or grey walls. She hated those colours. Who needed such a drab colour scheme when you could have glitter on your walls, reflecting and refracting the sunlight to create a veritable rainbow bef

Which means no one else can see in either. Finally, a win. Inside, it’s surprisingly serene. There’s a single bed in the centre, neatly made with bedding in white, cream, and soft sage greens. It gives off forest vibes, like someone tried to make this tiny square feel calm, maybe even healing. The entire back wall is covered in wallpaper that looks like an enchanted forest at dawn. It’s the complete opposite of everything outside. No cold concrete, no militarised testosterone fog. In here, it almost feels like I can breathe.

It rivalled the palaces wherein royalty and the Aristocracy resided. A greater massive cover mattress. Priceless antiques and artwork have been everywhere. The mattress turned into blanketed with a lovely crimson velvet blanket which was regarded as extraordinarily soft. From the wallpaper right all the way down to the smallest particles, the entirety turned selected cautiously in aesthetics. The room turned into a massive sufficient to soak up a maximum of the second one ground, however, regardless of the way you checked out it, it did now no longer appear to be Raven's room. Rather, all of the designs in view have been pretty feminine.

I have no idea what I did right to deserve her, but I’ll never take a moment for granted. “In here my sweet,” I say, as I flip on the light. I’m still holding her hand but when we step into the room, she pulls away to cover her mouth in shock. The far wall is all glass that moves just like in the main room. It opens to a deck where the sun sets, though I’ve only gotten to see it on camera. Cameras have been my saving grace in Aurora’s absence, letting me live through the day in a way. There are two accent walls with different designs of white and blues. The curtains over the other windows are a mixture of different blues as are the rugs over the heated wooden floors.

- • 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.