Quiet Whispers

[dreamysub]

Quiet Whispers is my personal space — a place where I share thoughts I don’t always say out loud.

This blog is about my inner world: my emotions, experiences, fears, joys, doubts, and desires.

I write about a consensual DD/lg dynamic between adults, about what it gives me and what it challenges in me. I also write about my vanilla relationship — about love, distance, unmet needs, longing, and the quiet tension between what is and what could be.

You’ll find my stories here, fragments of my heart and soul, moments of vulnerability, but also memes, YouTube music that speaks to me, quotes I resonate with, images that made me smile, think, or pause.

This space reflects how I experience the world — often like a she-wolf, navigating emotions, desire, fear, and tenderness. Feeling deeply, loving fiercely, and listening to instinct.

This is NOT a guide.
It’s not a performance.
It’s simply me — honest, imperfect.

Welcome to my Quiet Whispers.

 

[dreamysub]

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[dreamysub]

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[dreamysub]

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[dutifulrose]

*quietly enters, observes, and whispers* it appears to be a bit of a "dark" space, given the large swatches of obscured background

 

[dreamysub]

Not every silence is Peace.
When a Pisces is quiet, it’s a WARNING.

When a Pisces has to do something they don’t want to, it doesn’t create just ordinary resistance. It creates a quiet inner conflict, invisible on the outside, but spreading even more intensely within. Pisces are not built for coercion. Not because they can’t endure, but because their world is based on meaning, feeling, and inner truth. And as soon as someone forces them to go against what they feel, they begin to slowly drift away from themselves.

Pisces often obey. They do what is expected of them. Not because they agree, but because they don’t want to hurt, disappoint, or provoke conflict. There is a deep capacity for sacrifice in them… sometimes too deep. And so they fulfill duties that don’t resonate with them, play roles that aren’t their own, and smile in moments when they would rather disappear. On the outside, they seem calm. Inside, however, something fundamental begins to crumble.

When Pisces do what they don’t want to for a long time, they don’t start to shout. They start to become silent. Their spark fades, their imagination retreats into hiding, and the sensitivity that is their gift turns into a weight. A fatigue arises that cannot be slept away. A sadness appears with no clear cause. A feeling of being “beside themselves,” even though they are simply not where they should be.

The hardest part is that Pisces often cannot precisely name what is wrong. They just feel that something is out of alignment. That their soul is going one way while their body goes another. And the longer this conflict lasts, the more they close off. They escape into dreams, fantasies, silence, or solitude. Not because they don’t want to live, but because this is how they survive.

The moment a Pisces finally admits to themselves that they don’t want to do something is an act of courage. Enormous courage. It means standing against the current that has long carried them. It means risking misunderstanding. But it is precisely at that moment that they begin to return to themselves.

When Pisces do what feels true to them, they flourish. When they do what feels foreign, they slowly fade away.
And perhaps that is why their greatest lesson is learning to say no. Not to the world, but to everything that pulls them away from their inner ocean. Because Pisces are not made to live on dry land. They are made to swim freely, in their own way, and in harmony with who they truly are.

Yes I am Pisces and I couldn’t agree more with all of this.

 

[SirSparky]

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[dreamysub]

*quietly enters, observes, and whispers* it appears to be a bit of a "dark" space, given the large swatches of obscured background

Thank you for your thoughtful words. I’m glad my little corner of the world can feel this way to someone else. It’s true, there’s a lot I keep in shadows, but sometimes that’s where the heart speaks loudest.

 

[dreamysub]

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I am sorry, I've sent PM to moderator asking how can I post an images so you could see them.

 

[SirSparky]

I am sorry, I've sent PM to moderator asking how can I post an images so you could see them.

No problem. An image hosting site I now that works is imgbb.com as I sometimes use that.

 

[dreamysub]

No problem. An image hosting site I now that works is imgbb.com as I sometimes use that.

I've tried that one, but for some reason after posting the image I saw just a link, not the image.

 

[dreamysub]

"Life always has two paths. One is easy, and the other… well, the other is the one I get screwed with."

 

[SirSparky]

I've tried that one, but for some reason after posting the image I saw just a link, not the image.

Yes the link shows in your post, not the image itself.. You click the link which takes you to the image.

 

[dreamysub]

As a Pisces ️ I confuse people.
I have a cheerful personality and a sad soul. I am brave, yet sometimes shy. I love deeply, yet sometimes feel heartless. I heal, and at the same time, I suffer. I am devoted to growth, and yet I sabotage myself.

 

[dreamysub]

Yes the link shows in your post, not the image itself.. You click the link which takes you to the image.

I know the image shows after you click it, but I am sure theres a way how to post direct image as well. I just forgot how.

 

[SirSparky]

I know the image shows after you click it, but I am sure theres a way how to post direct image as well. I just forgot how.

Oh I didn't know it could unless you added the image as an attachment to the post, but then if its a naughty image, it gets removed very quickly

 

[dreamysub]

She lay on her back to him, feeling his hot breath on her back. The hairs on her neck stood on end. She was tense like a string about to snap and couldn’t sleep. She pressed herself to him as close as she could and whined restlessly. She needed to feel him so badly. His touch. His kisses. His entire being. Everything, everywhere. She wished she could get lost in him. She pressed against him like a frightened little bird, yet it still didn’t feel close enough. She whimpered unhappily.

“What’s wrong, Naughty Girl?” he whispered, hugging her tighter.
“Daddy…” she whispered, and her body arched against his in a desperate attempt to get even closer. He kissed her gently between the shoulder blades, and she gasped.
“Sleep, Little Mischief,” he said in a soothing voice, stroking her hair. She didn’t have to say a word—he could feel her restlessness. She trembled in his arms, tense like a bow. He wondered whether to be gentle or dominant to calm the storm that raged within her. He hugged her firmly, immobilizing her. Her body struggled in his embrace like a lion caught in a cage. She whimpered unhappily.

“Shhhhh,” he whispered in her ear, “I’m here.” She rubbed against his body like a cat in heat, trembling. She was ready for him. Her body burned with desire for his, so much that his touches felt like fire on her skin. She always felt this way when he was near. He knew that if his fingers traced her pussy right now, she would already be completely wet for him.
“I know I know...” he whispered, stroking her hair. “But now, we’ll sleep.” His voice soothed her. His strong arms calmed her. Her body arched a few more times, then gave in to him. He gently stroked her hair, feeling her tension slowly fade. His touch was so comforting. She relaxed and allowed herself simply to be, letting herself be soothed by his loving touches. It was one of those moments she wished she could freeze in time. She melted into his arms, pressed against him, and whined contentedly.

“Thank you, Daddy” she murmured quietly.
“Please, never stop touching me like this.” she whispered, a blissful smile on her face, and soon after, she fell asleep contentedly in his arms.

 

[dreamysub]

I can still feel the warmth of your hot palm on my cheek
When my head falls heavy with exhaustion and I talk to my pillows
So much tenderness in a single touch
So much love and understanding
I came to comfort YOU, and instead I found comfort myself
I wonder if you know how every day without you
Is like a sea without water
Like the sun without a sky
I curl up in your arms and wish I could stop time
Stroke me and hold me, please
Again, again, and again. Never stop, please.
“Daddy,” I whisper softly and press myself tightly to you
You know, it’s only because of you—
because of who you are and how you treat me—
that I dare to risk love once more
I take a deep breath and let all the unrest and stress of today drift away
You wrap me in your arms, and I feel like a little birde gntly held in your palm
Your calm, your peace, your love flow through me

Thank you for them, Daddy