Spooky Paws
@pawggers.bsky.social
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Big graymuzzle tiger from somewhere below the United States. Minors DNI. Creepy comments welcomed. https://pawggers.neocities.org/ Icon by: @silvaliya.bsky.social
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pawggers.bsky.social
Hey there, name's Lao, though "Sir" is also acceptable. Graymuzzle, writer, and general furry trash. MDNI.

On here, you can expect:

-Shitposting
-Thirsty posts
-Meme bandwagoning
-Video game stuff
-Book/writing stuff

Roughly in that order.

Other links on my site: pawggers.neocities.org
Home | Pawggers Den
pawggers.neocities.org
pawggers.bsky.social
Seeing @muskytiger.bsky.social in a... well, same light tbh.
bigsistemmutt.bsky.social
apparently the reaction your body has to pungent odors is technically a pain receptor so being a muskslut is a form of masochism
pawggers.bsky.social
Stepping on instead of stomping counts as nice, right?
pawggers.bsky.social
Indeed.

You're on top of the world now.
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hollowsoulisland.bsky.social
For this Halloween, don't TF your victims and say "It's permanent", give them a TF with a time limit, a goal in mind that they'll never achieve and watch them panic in fear as they are unable to do it and are stuck in their form forever!!! 😈
pawggers.bsky.social
I know that they'll increase the EXP in future patches, just like it happened with ShB and EW before, but at this rate, why run anything in DT if you only care about the Trusts?
pawggers.bsky.social
Leveling my Trusts when I notice something.

The EW dungeons do not have the same level limitations as ShBs.

Which means that not only do you get about double the EXP from running Aitaiscope than the first DT dungeon, but you even get more EXP than running Origenics (10.8m vs 9m).
pawggers.bsky.social
Good thing of this is that I'll no longer have decision paralysis when it comes to how to format PDFs, since can just cross those bridges when I need to.
pawggers.bsky.social
Hmmm.

Seems like the FA PDF-preview update broke my t2s plugin.

Guess PDFs are going to remain the "fancy china" when it comes to my own uploads...
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kurtcbrox.bsky.social
[WIP] The air in the gym feels heavier the moment you step inside~ You barely make it past the locker room door before a massive shadow looms over you, swallowing you whole as the dragon smirks, with one massive foot lifting just enough to remind you who owns this place~

Know your place, runt~ ;)
pawggers.bsky.social
What's LGBT stand for? Wrong answers only.

Lad's Got Beautiful Toes.
lateknightlycan.bsky.social
What's LGBT stand for? Wrong answers only.

Lycanthropic
Girthy
Breeding
Tool
danandnite.bsky.social
What's LGBT stand for? Wrong answers only.

Lettuce
Geese
Bacon
Tomato
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charrlantis.neocities.org
It also helps to just have someone to help guide you (if we're moots you can def just DM me and we can talk on discord and I can guide you through a dualboot install via voice chat and such) and show you all the hot tips and tricks, feel free to message me if you're curious about Trying Linux :3
pawggers.bsky.social
Older man in academia toying around with people smaller than him?

Who could have guessed? ;).
pawggers.bsky.social
When you find out a possible scammer, but the "original" account is sus as well...
pawggers.bsky.social
We'll see how much the trio learns after a whole semester of provate tutoring and "sitting at the front" of the class.
pawggers.bsky.social
Nothing more than a floor-mat.

Except in that you at least pay attention to the mat when wiping your paws.
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slysterk.bsky.social
A lion's natural habitat is lost and forgotten underpaw. Forever.
pawggers.bsky.social
#ocTOEber Day 10: Magic.
When you first enrolled in magic college, you were more than enthusiastic, wanting to learn all about magic and become a powerful wizard; however, what you didn’t expect was how grueling it was all going to be. From reeling in magical creatures, to potentially deadly mishaps in potion-making, to spells going awry as you learned to use your wand…

Worst of all was Conjuring. The graying orc teaching the class was the worst of them all, demanding studies and homework like if this was his students only class and lowering grades for the most minimal of mistakes. While you were able to barely keep up with your other classes, it was a miracle that you had not been expelled yet with how your Conjuring went.

One day though, everything changed.

A fellow failing student came to you after class. After commiserating for a bit, they moved closer to you and started whispering. Seemingly, the orc usually kept a copy of the answer sheet of every exam in a drawer inside his dorm room. The two of you could try sneaking in, make a copy, and with sheet in hand, ace the rest of the semester. You hesitated for a bit, but you were desperate, so you agreed to help them.

The next day, you went to their room where another student was also waiting. Your friend reassured you that everything was alright, and you started to work on setting the ritual.

“Trust me,” your friend say, and oh boy, you wished you did. Once the circle was done, the three of you held hands as you channeled your energy into the circle. If everything went right, you would be teleported inside the orc’s room, find the sheet, and leave before anyone noticed.

The magic circle started to glow in a pink color, getting brighter with each second. Your head also felt lighter. You should be in the orc’s room in 3…

2…

1…

You wake up, staring at a yellow sky. The same yellow as… the dorm room’s ceiling. You had succeeded! You try looking around, but your body still aches from spending all that energy, so you decide to continue lying down for a minute. You whisper for your companions, to no answer. Whether they didn’t hear you or were teleported somewhere else, you don’t know.

Moreover, there’s something weird about the room. It feels… cramped, which is odd because you were fairly certain that the faculty’s rooms were bigger as they did not need to share them unlike the students. Yet there’s still these tall walls around you. You look down, and stare at what seems to be like a dark cave, or something.

Wait, could it be… The door creaks open, and you see the towering figure of your teacher walk by. The orc was dripping wet, just coming out of his shower, steam filling the room. But that size… you had been shrunk!

You watch in shock as the orc dries himself and bends over to put on his underwear. No longer caring if the orc or anyone else noticed you, you shout for your companions but still receive no answers. You pay attention to the orc again, who’s now standing right above you. You try to get the giant’s attention, but he seems to ignore you.

The orc raises one bare foot and starts lowering towards you, or rather, towards his shoe. You try to get up and run away, maybe find some refuge in the toes of the shoe, but it feels like if your body was completely stuck. So, you just close your eyes and wait for your fate. The orc presses hard, yet you don’t find yourself dying. Just gagging. Like if something big was stuck in your throat. A taste of flesh in your mouth. And darkness. Darkness all around. 

Except for the occasional glimpses of green every once in a while… The professor gave a few light taps to his shoe before putting on his shirt. He knew he had sensed magic energy while he was in the bathroom, and while he expected to find a group of troublemakers in his room, doing who knows what, what awaited him instead was just a pair of clean underwear on his bed, a dry towel on the wall, and a new pair of shoes on the floor.

He could barely tell them apart by the aura they were emanating. A trio of first years from one of his classes, most likely. Possibly more, but the rest would appear eventually, or he’d look for them in one of his days off.

While it was by far not the first time this had happened, it surprised him how comfortable the underwear student was. Tightly grabbing his package and giving it form, while still being soft to the touch. The shoes though…

The orc put the towel over his shoulders. He’d go to the student dorms, just to confirm who they were. He covered his eyes to shield from the blazing sun above as he left the dormitory building. Sure, having just bathed, he could have taken the shaded path joining the faculty and student rooms, but today he felt like taking the long route.

Besides, he had a new sweat rag to debut, and a pair of shoes that could use a little breaking in.

And who knows, if the two proved to be as comfortable as his new undies, he could consider keeping them after the semester was over…
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flxshwrld.bsky.social
just write what you want to write and don’t let anyone stop you
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lupuskintsugi.bsky.social
Hey, I have started editing my book, but I wanted to ask if anyone had tips on how to do thorough editing. If people know of videos, tricks, and tips on how to edit a book, please let me know. I wanna make sure I get this right if I am going to upload this piece in 2025.
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profelambert.bsky.social
#Kinktober2025

Nothing like some paws in your face to relax after a long day.

Day 9 is up! Read it here: www.furaffinity.net/view/62580081/
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hollowsoulisland.bsky.social
Bad TF Idea ('Wide'):

TF'd into a tiny mouse by a witch in a castle, you try to escape through the kitchen, only to be under the chef's roller as they flatten you and widen you out into a nice square shape.

Now the witch has a fun little mouse holder for her drinks...

#TFEveryday #Squishtober25
pawggers.bsky.social
#ocTOEber Day 9: Public.
“Are you sure you are ready for this?” Your partner asks, and you nod at them in confirmation.

After all this time of dating, today is when you’ll finally take your relationship to the next level. You look at your watch and start choking. You loosen your tie. They should have already been here. Is this their way of saying they don’t approve of your relationship? Or maybe…

Your partner reaches over from across the table to grab your hand. You look at them, and they smile. Calming you down.

“Oh, we’re really sorry,” a stout woman in a long dress says, pulling out the chair next to you. You let go of your partner’s hand. Meanwhile, an even bigger man pulls out the chair across from you, sitting next to your partner.

The parents are here. Your partner presents you to the couple, and you shake their hands, feeling nervous. While your partner had warned you that this was a casual meeting at the café, you did not expect their father to come wearing nothing but a Hawaiian shirt, shorts, and a pair of flip-flops. It almost makes you look like you’re trying too hard in comparison. Like father like child, you think.

Their mother starts making small talk with you, which helps ease up the tension. Even more so after their father leans on the table with his shoulders, watching you intensely in silence.

The waiter arrives shortly after to give you the menus. You quickly take yours, taking any opportunity to break eye contact with your date’s father, and look at the items. You’re undecided on what to get, when you feel a small pressure on your crotch. You look down, only to see your partner’s toes poking at you.

You blush. While you and your partner liked to do some public stuff from time to time, this did not feel like the right place or time. You take a quick peek above the menu. So far, everything seems like no one has noticed anything. You know you should do something, but grabbing their foot would be too obvious, so instead you lean forward on your chair. Hoping your partner does not take it as an invitation, while also keeping the scene less in view. The waiter returns and takes your orders. He then takes the menus away, and you try to calm yourself down, something that is difficult when one foot’s rubbing all over your legs and crotch. Still, while next to your partner’s mother, and under their father’s watchful gaze, you need to try as much as you can to not give anything away.

When the pressure gets too much, you have no choice but to grab the playful foot, struggling to keep your panting vague.

“Are you okay?” Your partner asks, and you try not to glare at them. You nod, and they ask if you’d like to accompany them to the bathroom before your meals arrive. You know this trick, the two of you have pulled it off several times before. A cue to just “release some steam” before the meal proper.

You decline your partner’s offer, and they shrug. Their mother says that she needs to go to the bathroom as well, and before you can do anything, the two of them stand up and leave the table. You blink a few times and then look down.

The foot is still on your hand. But if it was not your partner…

You look at their father, who just winks and you, just as another foot appears to continue where the other one left off…
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fusaah.bsky.social
@pawggers.bsky.social said that me and him were going to go Pokemon hunting, but he didn't bring any Pokemon.

He decided that I should be that Pokemon, captured me and sent me out as a Pumpkaboo!

With my color scheme...am I at least a shiny?

#tf #furry
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undevo.bsky.social
🧡 ART RAFFLE 🧡

The prize is a drawing in my new art style, like in the quoted post below!

If you'd like to enter:

🔄 Repost and like this post.
☑️ Follow my Bluesky account.
🆙 Reply with your reference sheet.

The raffle ends on Oct. 16th, good luck!

#Furry #FurryArt #Raffle #MacroFurry #FootSky
undevo.bsky.social
Actions, and consequences.

#Furry #FurryArt #MacroFurry #SizeSky #Boots #FootSky
Drawing of Novæ, a muscular anthro ibex-dragon hybrid with greyish purple and dark violet fur, lilac scales, deep red horns and claws, dark purple hand and paw pads, whitish hair, and white eyes with deep magenta irises and black x-shaped pupils. They are wearing an all-black outfit, consisting of an open sleeveless jacket, showcasing their chiseled chest, long and tight biker jeans, and large heavy-duty boots.

Novæ is in their macro form, currently around 25 meters tall, and they are squatting in the middle of a street, with both arms resting against their legs. Their right boot has crushed a coupe flat, while their left one's tip is placed on the front end of a wrecked SUV, lifting its rear end in the air. Novæ is holding the ripped off roof of said SUV in their right hand, revealing the terrified micro driver inside, whom they are staring directly at, with an equally teasing and threatening grin. Their left elbow has also brushed against the facade of a building, and easily tore through it, while their tail has been carelessly dropped behind them, flattening a parked sedan.

A dialogue balloon coming from Novæ reads: "Next time, don't fucking honk!", implying that the sudden rampaging and destruction was triggered by the impatient SUV driver's relentless honking.

The drawing is set in the contemporary tight city street of a European city, with medium-rise buildings in various architectural styles on all sides, and a light blue yet slightly cloudy sky in the background.

The drawing is in a cel-shaded style, with variably thick contour lines, flat colors, sharp shading, and light hand-drawn texturing.