#projector lamp

[lumiterosg]

How Mood Lighting can Help You Sleep Better

[littlewebtreasures]

Animated Clipart Household Appliances from the CD 3D Animated Clipart

[bubacorn]

Hello hello ᯓ★

I recently bought a star projector and thought to myself that it was very Vessel coded for some reason. What do you think ?

⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚(love ur fics btw, they're always so beautiful) ⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚

hi, hello! 💜

definitely Vessel-core. now i'm thinking II taking Vessel on a 'winter date' at home. the stars are blocked by clouds and it's cold outside but II bought a star projector and wants to surprise Vessel with it. Vessel thinks it's just a cozy dinner, cuddles and a movie night but then II is very insistent that he waits outside his room for a moment and closes his eyes when II leads him inside and it's his usual nest that Vessel promptly drops the packets of snacks he was holding into because the walls and ceiling are covered in colors and patterns of stars. (depending on his mood/mental health, i can see him getting emotional about it because it's so pretty but wasn't it too much? he didn't get II anything :::(( ) he loves it, he wants to kiss II under the stars and look for constellations (if it's that type of projector) and if not, just look at the pretty colors and love on his partner because he knows him so well and has he mentioned how much he loves it? when they go to bed, II has to make sure Vessel is actually sleeping and not still looking at the stars

thank you, anon, for popping in, i'm glad to have you here! 🌻 i hope you enjoy your projector and that it lasts for a long time to provide you with plenty of cozy moments! i also appreciate you as a reader, i'm waving in your direction and perhaps sending a hug if that's alright 🫂

[cesium-sheep]

aaaaaaa okey I ordered the speaker and the star projector. (and a beauty blender and a neck support and the new volume of yona and the garbage disposal cleaner matt wanted.) it was still only $35 actually out of pocket and I get my allowance in the morning which will completely replace that amount. I will definitely like the speaker and if I don't like the star projector arin will.

[peachssodapop]

I watched old family movies on 8mm film and I've been in love with the world since

[k00242882]

Hidden shadows

A change of lighting changes everything.

Swingy swing looks like its underwater and out in the sun.

I just put coloured paper on front of the camera.

Same shadow with a different background and from a different angle.

Shadow swingy swing.

I really like the background on both the shadow and the swing.

I will keep working on this, mainly because it is a very enjoyable and rewarding process.

[pimplepopperblackheads]

Yamaha Sniper 155 #moto #automobile #scooter #smartphone#shorts #short ...

[rdoverseas01]

Driving in fog or rain? A fog lamp projector is a must-have! It improves road visibility and adds style to your ride. A fog lamp shines low to avoid glare, and the projector version focuses light even better. Go for LED options—they’re bright, long-lasting, and energy-efficient. Upgrade now with the best fog lamp for car and drive stress-free in any weather!

#FogLampProjector #FogLamp #FogLampForCar #BestFogLampForCar #CarSafety #LEDFogLamp #CarAccessories

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electra carbons, hugo reisinger by Al Q

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[yourlocalfandomfriendo]

It has arrived.

[lumiterosg]

Is Your Party Dull? Sunset Projector Lamps Can Help!

[haochenlightcom]

A solar flood/projector lamp is an innovative outdoor lighting solution that utilizes solar energy to provide powerful illumination for various applications, including security, accent lighting, and outdoor events. These lamps typically consist of solar panels, a rechargeable battery, LED lights, and a robust housing designed to withstand outdoor conditions.

[rdoverseas01]

Make Your Night Drives Safer with a Good Fog Lamp Projector

Driving in foggy or rainy weather can be scary if your car lights aren't strong enough. That’s why a fog lamp projector is a great choice for any car owner. It gives you better visibility and helps you stay safe on the road.

A fog lamp is made to shine light close to the ground, so it doesn’t reflect off the fog. This way, you can see the road clearly even when the weather is bad. A fog lamp projector takes it one step further by focusing the light better, making it stronger and more useful.

If you’re looking for the best fog lamp for car, go for one that’s bright, lasts long, and fits your vehicle easily. Many people today prefer LED fog lamps because they save energy and work well for a long time.

Picking the right Fog Lamp for Car also adds style to your vehicle. It not only helps you drive better but also gives your car a cooler look. Plus, many fog lamps today are easy to install at home.So if you want to make your car safer and smarter, a good fog lamp projector is a must-have. Choose the best fog lamp for car and enjoy stress-free driving, no matter the weather.

[emisluvr]

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your boss, park sunghoon, was a ceo that nearly everyone looked up to. you don't know how you got the job as his personal assistant, it just kind of happened. you were only looking for a job that paid fairly well and wouldn't drain the life out of you, as opposed to your last one.

so when you got the offer to be the personal assistant of a ceo, you obviously didn't turn it down. the position paid well, and you got to eyefuck a handsome man nearly every second of the day.

park sunghoon was a man of himself, in his mid 20s, always wearing a crisp white shirt, sleeves pushed up, an expensive watch, his dark hair styled perfectly, his glasses. not to mention—he was tall, respectful, and had a lean build. he was the blueprint of every woman's ideal type.

and though you were relatively close to his age, and were complimented by many, you would've never expected to have a chance with your boss.

the day starts early and normal. you begin by checking his calendar, fixing files, and bringing him his favourite oatmilk coffee order, making it just right, earning a small compliment every time.

there was always an undeniable tension between the two of you. just little moments where you'd both stare for a little too long, accidentally brush hands, but on this particular day.. it showed more than ever.

when you're in the copy room, his hips brush against your ass trying to move past you as you stand in front of the printer. he doesn't even mutter a small "sorry," but instead carries on like it was a normal thing.

he also stands way too close when he reviews something with you on the projector screen, standing just a little behind you as you feel his tall and muscular figure hover over yours.

your hands softly brush when you pass him a pen, and you swear you see him slightly smirk. maybe you were overthinking, but those little "accidents" didn't mean nothing to you.

when it's late and the office closes, you both usually stay behind a few extra minutes to plan his schedule for tomorrow.

he calls you into his office like always. you walk in, the modern room dead silent with the only light source coming from the warm ceiling lights and a big lamp in the corner of the room.

"close the door," he says, voice low as he shuffles through files, not making eye contact with you. normally, he never asked you to, but you didn't think much of it at the moment.

you walk over to shut the door, heels clinking against the dark tiled floor with your hair tied back in a sleek yet effortlessly messy claw clip. the first front buttons of your black dress shirt are undone, slightly exposing your cleavage, and your tight pencil skirt ends just above your knees, perfectly hugging your curves.

he's seated in his leather chair, legs spread as he finally makes eye contact with you, jaw tense, and eyes dark behind his lenses. "come here."

you walk over to him, setting your clipboard and pen down on his desk that was clean, minimalist, but piled with paperwork. "y/n," he says, voice low as he glances down for a second.

the way he uses your first name catches you off guard. usually, he addresses you as "miss l/n." your name slipping past his lips is enough for several thoughts to rush through your head.

am i about to get fired? did i accidentally schedule one of his meetings for the wrong time? did i say something wrong?

all your racing thoughts are shut down when he finally speaks. "you know how fucking hard it is to sit through meetings when you look like that?"

oh. speaking of meetings.

you gulp. sure, maybe sometimes you liked to be a slight tease at the worst times—for lack of a better word—at meetings. your front buttons were purposely undone to show off your collarbones and the top of your plush breasts sitting pretty in your lace bra. your hips grinding down in the seat as you pretended to shift your position.

truthfully, you didn't even think he noticed. you never thought he paid that much attention to you. so really, you thought you were just teasing for your own satisfaction.

"you think i don't notice how you tease me? walking around like a little slut in that tight skirt," he says, looking back up at you, his sharp features defined from the warm lighting in the eerily quiet room.

the only sounds heard are your heavy breathing and his lighter, more controlled ones.

"s-sir, it's not like that—" you stutter, but before you can get the full sentence out, he grips your wrist and pulls you down onto his lap, his lips immediately crashing onto yours.

his soft lips move against yours, rough and filthy, fingers working your dress shirt open completely until your tits spill out, cupped so prettily in your lace bra.

"bet you soaked through your cute little panties just from me looking at you," he mutters into the kiss, one hand already sliding under your skirt to graze over your clothed pussy. and to no surprise, you’re soaked.

you moan softly at the contact, hands resting on his shoulders as he pushes your skirt up to your hips, giving you full access to straddle him properly—but mostly, giving him better access to you.

your hands reach back to pull your heels off, landing on the tiled floor with two sharp clinks.

"been wanting to ruin you on this chair for weeks," he groans, lips breaking from yours to latch onto your neck and breasts, sloppily and hungrily sucking little bruises into your skin. he tugs your panties to the side, the cold air hitting your bare pussy and making you shiver.

one hand grips your naked hip while the other holds your back, pulling you closer to him. you tug on his tie, loosening it so his collarbones and broad shoulders peek out from under his shirt. he unzips his pants, freeing his thick, leaking cock.

his mouth detaches from your neck, chest rising and falling. your eyes trail down as you adjust your hips to sit just above his cock, then slowly sinking down.

your head falls back, lips parting in a gasp as he grunts underneath you. your tight, soaked pussy takes all of him in with ease.

you start to bounce slowly, finding your rhythm. both of his hands firmly grip your hips.

"so fuckin’ tight around me, shit—" he hisses, before pulling you down for another kiss. this time, it’s more messy and needier. your lipgloss smears across his jaw as his hand wraps around your throat, gently squeezing, holding you there as your bodies move together.

you break the kiss to pant, moaning as your thighs begin to ache from the effort. he notices and starts guiding your hips himself, helping you ride him.

the slap of your ass meeting his thighs, the wet sound of your pussy, your soft cries and his deep groans—all of it fills the room.

his hand slaps your ass, rough and loud. "you love being used by your boss, huh? such a good fuckin’ assistant."

the only thing leaving your lips are desperate moans, cries, and incoherent curses. it’s impossible to form a full sentence when you’re getting fucked dumb on your boss’s cock.

"nghh—fuck! sunghoon!" you whine, your nails digging into his shoulders as the knot in your stomach becomes tighter, his cock hitting your deepest spots with every thrust.

"that’s right, fuck.. cum all over this cock. you know you wanted it so bad," he pants, a few strands of dark hair sticking to his damp forehead. the more he thrusts up into you, the tighter you get, making his cock twitch inside your slick walls.

you both cum—his thick, warm release filling you up, while yours drips messily down his length and onto his slacks.

he stays inside for a second, chest heaving before he finally pulls out, watching the mess of your milky fluids and his own slowly leak out of your pussy.

you look like a mess. but a hot, perfect mess. your claw clip barely hanging on, lipgloss smudged, eyes glassy, and pussy sore and pulsing.

he reaches into his pocket, pulling out a sleek black credit card and dropping it onto your lap.

"buy yourself something pretty. wanna see you wear it tomorrow."

you giggle softly, still breathless. "should i put it on your tab or the company’s?"

he smirks, leaning in. "both. you’ve earned it."

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