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voidpetrova · 8 months

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the white party — stiles stilinski x reader

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content warnings and genre: swearing, rich!reader x middle class!stiles, gossip girl inspired plotline and theme, unprotected sex — porn with plot

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synopsis: everyone who is anyone flocks to the hamptons to wear all-white and participate in some melodrama

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the setting sun cast long shadows over beacon hills, signaling the approaching arrival of the town's most extravagant event: the annual white party. the anticipation was palpable as ornate invitations graced the mailboxes of the town's elite, promising a night of glamour, intrigue, and indulgence. among the privileged recipients was you, a prominent figure in beacon hills' high society. with your family's wealth and influential connections, you were a coveted guest at any gathering. dressed in a stunning white gown that hugged your figure flawlessly, you exuded an air of effortless elegance as you prepared for the evening's festivities.

the white party was the pinnacle of social events in beacon hills. held at an opulent estate hidden away from prying eyes, the venue itself was a testament to extravagance. the sprawling mansion was draped in cascading white fabric, bathed in soft, ethereal lighting that danced across the polished marble floors. the atmosphere was electric, filled with a sense of anticipation as guests began to arrive in their finest all-white attire.

but this year, there was a twist to the story, one that added a layer of intrigue reminiscent. the twist was a certain guest, an outsider to the world of privilege, a name whispered with curiosity and skepticism: stiles stilinski. stiles, unlike the rest of the attendees, did not belong to the upper echelons of beacon hills. he was a fish out of water, a commoner who dared to crash the white party. and he had a plan.

as the guests started to arrive at the white party, the tension in the air was palpable, a storm brewing on the horizon of beacon hills' privileged society. you glided through the crowd, your every move calculated to exude an air of grace and confidence. your eyes, concealed beneath the shadow of your elegant white mask, scanned the sea of attendees.

and then, you saw him.

stiles, dressed in his best attempt at formal attire, looked like an anomaly in the sea of tailored tuxedos and couture gowns. he stood near the entrance, flanked by his more eligible friends who had, with their connections, secured his place in this exclusive world for the night.

a smirk played at the corner of your lips as you watched him from afar, your eyes narrowing with a hint of mischief. you'd heard rumors of his audacious attempt to infiltrate the white party, and you couldn't resist the opportunity to engage in the kind of melodrama that would make even the highest of gossip sites crumble.

stiles, oblivious to your presence, seemed determined to blend in. he nervously adjusted his bowtie, casting uneasy glances at his friends who appeared equally out of place in this glamorous setting. the scene was set for a clash of worlds.

as the night unfolded, the party's extravagance reached its zenith. champagne flowed freely, the dance floor pulsed with rhythmic beats, and the guests reveled in the decadence of the occasion. but beneath the veneer of merriment, a rivalry simmered, akin to the upper-crust conflicts of beacon hills' elite.

you decided to initiate the first move, sashaying through the crowd until you were standing right in front of stiles, a predator sizing up its prey. you tilted your head, allowing a cascade of glossy hair to fall over your shoulder.

“stiles stilinski,” you purred, the words laced with faux sweetness. “i must say, your boldness is almost admirable. sneaking into the white party? that takes audacity.” he swallowed hard, his eyes darting around nervously, aware that the eyes of the partygoers were on you both. “well,” he stammered, “sometimes, you have to break the rules to get what you want.”

your laughter was a melodious trill, dripping with condescension. “oh, stiles, you always did have a flair for the dramatic. but this world—” you gestured to the opulent surroundings. “this world is not for the likes of you.”

his jaw clenched, and stiles shot back, “maybe i'm here to prove that it should be.”

the tension between you crackled like electricity, drawing the attention of stiles' friends who exchanged intrigued glances. it was a battle of wits, a duel of words, and the guests watched with bated breath, captivated by the unfolding drama. the white party, once an elegant soirée, had transformed into a stage for your rivalry.

amidst the glittering chandeliers, the party's glamour was intoxicating, a world of privilege and pretense where secrets were currency. the opulent estate's grand ballroom had transformed into a sea of swirling white gowns and tailored tuxedos, the air filled with laughter and the clinking of crystal glasses.

as you and stiles engaged in your theatrical confrontation, the guests were drawn in like moths to a flame. little did they know that beneath the surface of this grand masquerade, your history was a tangled web of emotions and betrayals.

“it's amusing,” you said with an enigmatic smile, “that you think you can play in this league, stiles. this world thrives on connections, and you?” you gestured to him, letting your gaze linger on the prominent scar that ran across his cheek. “you're a misfit here.”

stiles' eyes flashed with defiance, a spark of the same spirit that had drawn you to him in the first place. “maybe i don't want to fit in with your world. maybe i want to expose it for what it is.” each word was a calculated move, a chess piece in the game of one-upmanship you were playing.

but beneath the bravado, there was a truth that neither of you could deny: you had once been deeply entwined. the breakup had been messy, fueled by betrayal and hurt, and now, here you were, using this extravagant party as a stage to get back at each other.

the tension in the room escalated as your words hung in the air. the partygoers were torn between fascination and discomfort, unsure of whether to applaud the spectacle or to intervene in the brewing confrontation.

amid the swirling white-clad guests, the battle of wits and wills between you and stiles continued to escalate. the white party's opulence provided the perfect backdrop for your melodramatic game of one-upmanship.

stiles, determined to prove himself in this world of privilege, leaned in closer to a group of eligible young ladies, his charm and wit on full display. he regaled them with stories, his animated gestures drawing laughter and admiration. it was a calculated move, a way to show that he could play the game just as well as anyone else in attendance.

not to be outdone, you gracefully allowed yourself to be swept into the arms of a charismatic young man, one with connections as impressive as your own. you engaged in witty banter, your laughter like music in the air, drawing the attention of partygoers and cameras alike. it was a performance, a carefully choreographed dance, and the white party's glamorous stage was yours to command.

as the night progressed, the flirtation between you and stiles became more brazen, each attempt to outdo the other more daring than the last. it was as if you were caught in a whirlwind of attraction and rivalry, the lines between the two blurred by the intensity of your history. you danced with other partners, locked in playful embraces, while stiles continued to bask in the adoration of his newfound companions. the partygoers watched in fascination, the drama unfolding.

but then, as the crescendo of the evening's flirtations reached its zenith, a moment occurred that neither of you had anticipated. you found yourself wrapped in the arms of your dance partner, locked in a passionate kiss that left no room for interpretation. the room fell silent, the spotlight shining brightly on this indiscretion. stiles' eyes, wide with shock and hurt, met yours across the room. in that moment, the rivalry that had driven you to this point seemed insignificant compared to the raw emotions laid bare before the party's judgmental eyes.

the guests whispered, the scandalous moment playing out like a scene from a soap opera. but you and atiles were lost in a world of your own making, a world where the past and present collided in a tumultuous storm of desire and resentment.

the time for pretense was over. the white party, once a stage for revenge, had become the backdrop for a confrontation neither of you could avoid. as you separated from your dance partner, you made your way through the crowd, drawn inexorably toward stiles.

the tension in the room was palpable as you finally stood face to face, your eyes locked in a silent exchange that spoke volumes. the melodrama of the arty had reached its climax, and the unresolved emotions between you and stiles hung heavy in the air. it was a moment that mirrored the iconic past confrontations and playful banters, a moment where secrets and rivalries were stripped away, leaving only the raw truth of your past and the possibility of a future.

the cacophony of the party's extravagant revelry faded into the background as you and stiles stood locked in an unspoken battle of emotions. the room seemed to shrink around you, leaving only the two of you at the center of the storm.

stiles was the first to break the silence, his voice trembling with a mixture of anger and vulnerability. “you always did have a way of taking things too far, (y/n).”

your heart pounded, and for a moment, it felt as if time itself had paused. the truth in his words cut deep, for you both knew that your attempt to provoke each other had gone too far, a melodramatic twist that had spiraled beyond control.

“you're not blameless in this, stiles,” you retorted, your voice laced with frustration. “you crashed this party just to prove a point, to show that you could be part of this world. well, you got what you wanted, didn't you?”

the guests around you whispered in hushed tones, the spectacle of your confrontation captivating their attention. it was as if you and stiles were the stars of a real-life drama, and the white party had become the stage for your reckoning. his expression softened, the anger in his eyes giving way to a hint of sadness. “i never wanted it to be like this, (y/n).”

the vulnerability in his voice struck a chord within you, a reminder of the complicated history you shared. the white party had been the catalyst for a confrontation neither of you had anticipated, but it was also an opportunity to confront the unresolved feelings that lingered beneath the surface.

as the night wore on, you and stiles retreated from the judgmental eyes of the partygoers, finding a secluded corner where the melodrama of the evening could finally give way to a candid conversation. the tension between you was undeniable, but so was the undeniable chemistry that had drawn you together in the first place.

“i don't know if we can ever go back to what we were,” you admitted, your voice barely above a whisper. hw nodded, his gaze fixed on the floor. “maybe we can't, but we can find a way forward. Without all this drama.”

it was a turning point, a moment of vulnerability that allowed you both to confront the mistakes and betrayals that had driven you apart. the white party, once a stage for rivalry and revenge, had become a backdrop for reconciliation and reflection. as the night grew late, you and stiles continued your conversation, no longer focused on getting back at each other but on understanding the complexities of your past. the glamorous world of the elite slowly faded into the background, leaving only the promise of a new beginning for two people whose lives had been entwined in melodrama and intrigue.

the night had grown darker, and the party's extravagant revelry had given way to a quiet, secluded corner of the mansion. you and stiles, your emotions laid bare in your candid conversation, found yourselves in the heart of the mansion's opulent kitchen.

the kitchen was a sanctuary, bathed in the soft glow of moonlight streaming through the window. the gleaming marble countertops, normally reserved for chefs and caterers, now served as the stage for a different kind of performance. stiles approached you slowly, the distance between you filled with an unspoken tension. his eyes, which had held a hint of sadness moments ago, were now filled with longing.

“i've missed you so much,” he whispered, his voice barely above a breath, the words hanging in the air like an unbreakable spell.

you didn't respond with words. instead, you closed the space between you, your lips meeting in a kiss that was both desperate and passionate. it was as if the entire world had faded away, leaving only the two of you in this moment of shared desire and vulnerability.

stiles's hands found their way to your waist, pulling you closer to him. the cold marble of the countertop pressed against your back, a stark contrast to the warmth of his embrace. the kiss deepened, each moment a revelation of the unspoken emotions that had simmered beneath the surface for so long. his lips moved with a familiarity that sent shivers down your spine, a reminder of the connection you had once shared and the intensity of your history together. it was a kiss that transcended the melodrama and intrigue of the white party, a kiss that spoke of forgiveness and the possibility of a new beginning.

the world outside the kitchen seemed to disappear as you and stiles lost yourselves in each other, the weight of your past mistakes and betrayals lifting with each tender touch. it was a moment of catharsis, a moment that signaled a turning point in your tumultuous relationship.

his mouth was relentless, melting into yours. his hands moved from your neck slowly down your chest, pulling at the zipper that held your dress together. you had forgotten you were still in your formal attire until now, as stiles grasped at your collar. his lips continued to melt against yours, melting away any resistance you might have felt. he pulled away for a brief second, a devilish smirk forming as he looked down at you, barely sitting on the countertop.

you made an attempt to form enough space to pull your dress up, but stiles refused to let you move. he watched as you struggled with your zipper, desperate to give yourself to him just hours after your godforsaken rivalry. your heart twisted by the shift of events. your head told you to push him away before things escalated, but the pool between your legs said otherwise.

“you're sure about this?” for a second, you hesitated, but you nodded eagerly, lip tucked between your teeth. you heard the metallic spund of his belt clasp and shortly after it hit the floor, he held onto your knees as he spread your legs further apart. one of his hands was on top of yours, while the other repeatedly thrusted into your slick. he moved his hand to your clit, holding it in place. “you want me that bad, huh?”

in response, all you could do was nod. you felt like you were about to cum at the sensation of his words and the feeling of your clit tingling. suddenly, you felt him inside you, his dick taking all of you with one swift motion. the fullness was overwhelming, leaving you moaning with relief and pleasure. your pussy tightened around him as he repeatedly pounded into you, using a free hand to continue circling around your clit. he grasped at your hip with his other, angling himself as he pushed you further onto his cock. he groaned, “this pussy was made for me.”

your eyes widened as all of your senses grew numb. he continued to fill you up over and over again, the warmth of his length pulsating inside your cunt. his hand grasped your throat, his thumb tucking into your mouth. you bit it in order to suppress your screams, moaning into him, the fear of being discovered as equally overwhelming.

his thumb slipped out of your mouth and your eyes locked. that pished you over the edge. you came all over his length, squeezing his dick with your orgasm, moaning louder than you thought possible as tears began to stream down your cheeks. his eyes stayed glued to yours as they rolled into the back of your head. your juices began to pool beneath your ass, filling the counter top. you wanted to move away from your now oversensitive cunt, but stilws kept your hans secured with his, rubbing your juices with your own fingers into your sensitive bundle of merves. “just a second, baby.”

he began to pound harder into you, filling you more and more with every thrust. you cried out from the sheer amount of him, moving your ass on the countertop to find relief from the moisture that pooled beneath you. with every aggressive thrust, he pulled you closer, bringing his dick even deeper into your pussy. the contrast between his movement and you coming down from your first orgasm was too much—your mind became foggy once more as his dick filled you. you moaned his name, building pressure releasing onto his shoulders again as your pussy swallowed his cock. you could feel him twitch inside your swollen, abused pussy, grinding into you more urgently than before. he released the grip from your hand and used them to pull your hips into him, pushing deeper as he reached his climax, dumping his hot, white inside of you. you both collapsed breathlessly into each other, head laying against his chest.

“i fuck good for a poor guy, don't i?”

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solselah · 3 months

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SPIRITUAL

CLEANSING TOOLS

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ALL WHITE CLEANSE :

For this pile I channeled an all white cleanse as your effective mode of cleansing!! That revolves around wearing all white for a specific amount of time ! For example 5-7 days etc! Honestly however many days you feel drawn to!! This cleanse for you will help awaken your crown chakra & Help you to lean softly into awakening your spirit in totality (think of what caffeine does to the body). This method of cleansing will Suck out all of the shadow energy that has been trapped in your auric field & body!!! It may bring fourth heavy and vivid dreams along with remembering certain things from the past & past LIVES ! You may use this cleansing method when things do not seem clear to you …. When things are literally unknown and you truly can’t figure out what to do next it may be necessary to clothe yourself in all white to connect with your YANG ! At this specific time I believe there is some unresolved anger needing to come to the surface and Dissipate!! It’s time to move on from an angry space to a space where growth and Purity are present!! Wearing all white is your armor , it will help your spiritual connections way more than you actually think. Your white clothing act as an Antenna it will help you to strengthen the connection with whomever and whatever you’re planning to connect with !! CLARITY ✨

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SPIRITUAL BATH :

There are a few things here

You may be someone in the limelight or center of attention without even trying & people really do evil eye you very often, im talking when you step out the “eye” pops out!!! It’s automated at this rate. Totally not your fault your energy is just powerful and magnetic! Very !! So using a spiritual bath with certain herbs will help you to fully release the energy that has been projected onto you ! Even if you wear a certain necklace or bracelet it’s still a necessary step to submerge your whole entire body in water to spiritually cleanse yourself! It’s almost like you get in the shower everyday to cleanse your physical body so it’s important to keep the same energy spiritually! That’s so needed for you guys in this pile. It’s time for a deep / full reset. You will notice after your spiritual bath I’m talking a day after you will feel light as A FEATHERRR ! You may feel intense energy which may come off as heavy, but it takes just a moment for that baggage to clear out ! (As herbs do have different properties and time that they are effective) For you I would always make sure to add a dash of ground coffee to your bath just a pinch I’m talking a sunflower seed amount !! It will help to add a kick to the cleansing process as far as time is concerned!! When it’s a beneficial time for you in life it’s important to also indulge in a spiritual bath ! It shows you are putting your best foot forward in attempt to grow , to change. You may even receive spiritual gifts by doing spiritual baths routinely!!! That’s specific for the type of energy you carry but for the most part doing this long term is so beneficial!!!

I’m feeling the heaviest of Pisces and Libra energy if this is you please do take this Into consideration. Especially if you have mercury in 5th house :)

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CANDLE WORK :

YOU & candle work go absolutely hand and hand. This could be something you do regardless , I can see that for a select few of you, you may have used candle 🕯️ magic in the past to invoke a soul mate or to manifest love in your life. I do see here that at some point you were successful and came into “a” union with your mate. Creating a bond attached with a contract!! I believe it’s time for you to utilize candle working with cleansing intentions in mind. White candles specifically!!! But In addition, with black candles there is usually some deeper energy to wipe out! I would start with a black candle with intention to burn out certain energies that may be holding you back or crowding over you in a negative way!! Soon after I would purify and cleanse a white candle and ~purify~ my energy!! Think of a washer machine and the process of putting the clothes in , adding your choice of soap & rinsing a few times , and soon after drying. So This could be a longer process of cleansing but for you..it’s very deep and effective!

You could be an Aries or a Virgo !! Also I’m feeling LEO energy !! You like to utilize a FLAME! And for you it works!! And it feels effective to you. Which is a bonus & all that matters!

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SMUDGE :

THEIR IS A VERY CLEAR MESSAGE if you are burning sage currently stop !!! (Unless culturally your practice)

There is a specific Range of herbs you are meant to use to cleanse yourself & I feel for a few of you sage hasn’t been as effective for you personally ! No hate against it it’s just that soul wise you haven’t felt any differences regarding how you feel ! So for those who don’t know what herbs are effective for you to smudge with I’m hearing

Frankincense and myryth & Dragons blood! Along with cloves & Cinnamon !!

I’m seeing bay leaves for some ! So there are a bunch of effective herbs for you to smudge with that will help to be effective for you as per your personal ENERGY! Now I’m not saying the sage won’t do what it’s meant naturally ,it just doesn’t seem to be effective for you personally! You smudging in general helps you to release your fears and your self limitations at that VERY MOMENT !!! Pairing your smudges with song or Chants are super powerful ! So powerful !!! It may even release so much energy for you you’ll encounter an emotional reaction & just start sobbing because of it! In the long run it will help you with rejection you experience / experienced! Helping you to put pieces of you back together !!! It helps , and is effective so don’t get discouraged by one method not doing what you want! Keep trying different herbs that you intuitively feel driven and guided towards !! It Helps to ground you as well. It’s important & imperative that YOU stay grounded.

*I am picking up Capricorn energy along with Cancer & Sagittarius!!*

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Hope you enjoy ✨

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