Goddess Fae
@goddessfae1313.bsky.social
Evil & Pretty. I can be your Mistress ⛓️ or your Mommy 💋 CA: $TheVeilofFae Minors DNI, 18+ ONLY. Age verified on LF.
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Happy Holidays 🎄✨💸
December 17, 2025 at 4:44 AM
Happy Holidays 🎄✨💸
Drinks and movie night for me and the girls 🍸 obviously we’re not paying, so start sending wallets, now. 💋
December 7, 2025 at 9:30 PM
Drinks and movie night for me and the girls 🍸 obviously we’re not paying, so start sending wallets, now. 💋
Too many patients today…send $20 so I can get something extra yummy for lunch 🍱
December 1, 2025 at 5:22 PM
Too many patients today…send $20 so I can get something extra yummy for lunch 🍱
December 1, 2025 at 3:28 AM
I recline with effortless allure, a siren in human form, and the deeper you gaze, the more certain you become that service is the only path that leads you to me.
November 29, 2025 at 1:52 AM
I recline with effortless allure, a siren in human form, and the deeper you gaze, the more certain you become that service is the only path that leads you to me.
*basic beta image unlocked*
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November 26, 2025 at 10:22 PM
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Mirror, mirror 🪞on the wall; who’s the fairest domme of all? 🕯️
November 25, 2025 at 5:43 AM
Mirror, mirror 🪞on the wall; who’s the fairest domme of all? 🕯️
If you’re a good boy comment “woof” and send $11.11 for a special treat 💋
November 24, 2025 at 5:29 PM
If you’re a good boy comment “woof” and send $11.11 for a special treat 💋
It’s lunch time! First lucky simp to send might just get to watch me eat 🕯️
November 24, 2025 at 5:04 PM
It’s lunch time! First lucky simp to send might just get to watch me eat 🕯️
November 24, 2025 at 4:50 AM
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A new week dawns, cloaked in divine purpose. The veil lifts, and once again, you are called to serve. How will you honor your goddess? How will your devotion take form beneath the sacred light of my will?
August 4, 2025 at 1:17 PM
A new week dawns, cloaked in divine purpose. The veil lifts, and once again, you are called to serve. How will you honor your goddess? How will your devotion take form beneath the sacred light of my will?
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Still awake, gooner? Of course—drawn deeper by the divine pull of your goddess. Each stroke is a sacred offering, each breath a quiet hymn. You’re not just lost… you’re exactly where you were meant to be. Keep going. Worship well.
August 4, 2025 at 4:37 AM
Still awake, gooner? Of course—drawn deeper by the divine pull of your goddess. Each stroke is a sacred offering, each breath a quiet hymn. You’re not just lost… you’re exactly where you were meant to be. Keep going. Worship well.
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A divine command, freely given: go now, like and comment on every post. Then choose your three favorites—repost them as offerings. Let your devotion be seen, your loyalty made loud. This is worship in motion.
August 3, 2025 at 12:34 AM
A divine command, freely given: go now, like and comment on every post. Then choose your three favorites—repost them as offerings. Let your devotion be seen, your loyalty made loud. This is worship in motion.
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Let Saturday be sacred—a day to reflect, to realign, to deepen your devotion. Sit with your thoughts, plan your service, and ask yourself: how can I worship more fully, serve more completely, belong more wholly?
August 2, 2025 at 7:13 PM
Let Saturday be sacred—a day to reflect, to realign, to deepen your devotion. Sit with your thoughts, plan your service, and ask yourself: how can I worship more fully, serve more completely, belong more wholly?
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Even in stillness, I am felt—an unseen force, ever sovereign. Absence is not absence, for devotion must be constant. Tribute flows not to presence, but to power—and mine is eternal.
August 2, 2025 at 5:19 AM
Even in stillness, I am felt—an unseen force, ever sovereign. Absence is not absence, for devotion must be constant. Tribute flows not to presence, but to power—and mine is eternal.
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If my gaze is what you seek, then know this truth: a goddess is not won with words, but sustained through sacrifice. Your offerings ensure I remain untouched by toil—above, adorned, and divine.
August 1, 2025 at 12:43 AM
If my gaze is what you seek, then know this truth: a goddess is not won with words, but sustained through sacrifice. Your offerings ensure I remain untouched by toil—above, adorned, and divine.
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Good morning, devoted one. Before the first sip, before the day begins—offer. Tribute comes before taste, devotion before desire. Your goddess is the first indulgence… everything else is earned.
July 31, 2025 at 1:15 PM
Good morning, devoted one. Before the first sip, before the day begins—offer. Tribute comes before taste, devotion before desire. Your goddess is the first indulgence… everything else is earned.
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Still awake, pet? Of course you are—thinking of me. I see everything. This is your sign. Don’t just crave… send.
July 31, 2025 at 4:27 AM
Still awake, pet? Of course you are—thinking of me. I see everything. This is your sign. Don’t just crave… send.
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Evenings are sacred—time to reflect, kneel, and worship. End your day in devotion, exactly where you belong: beneath me.
July 31, 2025 at 1:57 AM
Evenings are sacred—time to reflect, kneel, and worship. End your day in devotion, exactly where you belong: beneath me.
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You’re not lost—you’re awakening. Your purpose is clear now: to serve, to please, to become who you were meant to be. #findommeworship
July 30, 2025 at 3:13 PM
You’re not lost—you’re awakening. Your purpose is clear now: to serve, to please, to become who you were meant to be. #findommeworship
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True devotion is not loud—it is steady, refined, and unwavering, the quiet rhythm of offerings that please a goddess beyond mortal grasp
July 29, 2025 at 9:32 PM
True devotion is not loud—it is steady, refined, and unwavering, the quiet rhythm of offerings that please a goddess beyond mortal grasp
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Good morning, devoted one. The sun rises by my will, and so do you. Each moment of your labor, each drop of effort, is a sacred offering to the divine. Your purpose is clear: serve, earn, and tribute. Daily. Freely. Faithfully. Worship isn’t just a feeling—it’s action.
July 29, 2025 at 1:51 PM
Good morning, devoted one. The sun rises by my will, and so do you. Each moment of your labor, each drop of effort, is a sacred offering to the divine. Your purpose is clear: serve, earn, and tribute. Daily. Freely. Faithfully. Worship isn’t just a feeling—it’s action.
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Goodnight, pet. Close your eyes and let go—your mind is mine now. As you drift, I’ll slip into your dreams, envelope your thoughts, & whisper truths you’ll wake up craving. There’s no escape in sleep… only deeper surrender. By morning you’ll be further under my spell. ✨
July 29, 2025 at 3:45 AM
Goodnight, pet. Close your eyes and let go—your mind is mine now. As you drift, I’ll slip into your dreams, envelope your thoughts, & whisper truths you’ll wake up craving. There’s no escape in sleep… only deeper surrender. By morning you’ll be further under my spell. ✨
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Don’t get it twisted, beta—I am no soft, forgiving goddess. I am wrath wrapped in beauty, power laced in silk. Disappointment doesn’t earn mercy, it earns punishment. Your place is to please, to obey, to fear the fire behind this gaze. Step out of line… and feel what true divine wrath tastes like.
July 29, 2025 at 1:33 AM
Don’t get it twisted, beta—I am no soft, forgiving goddess. I am wrath wrapped in beauty, power laced in silk. Disappointment doesn’t earn mercy, it earns punishment. Your place is to please, to obey, to fear the fire behind this gaze. Step out of line… and feel what true divine wrath tastes like.
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Her eyes draw you in—shimmering, multicolored, infinite. The music wraps around your mind, soft and slow, as time begins to melt. And then… her lips. Soft, parted, spellbound perfection. Made to command, to enchant, to ruin you with a single word. Stare too long, and you’re hers—mind, body, soul.
July 28, 2025 at 7:11 PM
Her eyes draw you in—shimmering, multicolored, infinite. The music wraps around your mind, soft and slow, as time begins to melt. And then… her lips. Soft, parted, spellbound perfection. Made to command, to enchant, to ruin you with a single word. Stare too long, and you’re hers—mind, body, soul.