#Ratking

[bethdehart]

Running Late...

Mousegirl Monday? with a rat king. close enough. The Kingstons here have a busy schedule, each being an individual college professor. They're bound to have their late moments.

The Kingstons are Parzival (she/they), Effie (she/her), and Simone (any).

[snejkha]

Monstertober Day 28. Ratking + Cold

[extreme-neutral]

If your Sidestep was a worm, who would they trust to take care of them?

Oh no! I got the ask worm!!

Oh well

That's a nobrainer:

The Girls!

[ask-vinsmoke-sanji]

Sanji, for shits and giggles, I now crown you King of the Rats.

Don't lose that crown, because with it, you can command every rat in the world with it, as well as communicate with them.

Even people who have rat/mouse based Devil Fruits have to bend to your will now, as long as you have it.

Oh, look over there, a rat. Go ahead, test it out.

How useless, who can do anything with these weak creatures.

Rat King Sanji event start

[catschimericalcreationsmisc]

Tales from the Gas Station: Jerry and the Rat King

Did Jerry and the Rat King have a falling out?

In Volume Three he's on the list of people Jack is supposed to invite to Jerry's birthday party, but by Book Four Jerry's calling him a "fucking casual" and throwing cash registers at him.

I wonder what happened between them to sour the friendship...

[smokbeast]

The Rat King's Light.

[frying-panties]

The ratman from Maze Runner? no, sorry, you surely MUST mean the Rat KING from Maze Runner!!! Thus, him sitting on his...throne ☝️🤠

Love how my first reaction to getting a rat king tattoo was drawing Janson. 10/10 fun experience. This is also for all the people asking me to draw him sitting like this?

[vonzent]

Rat king Ballet inspired holiday card I made for 2022 and sent out to patreon folks and friends. Plan to make another for 2023

[moosblume]

Meine Neu-Interpretation von dem bekannten Spiel Werwolf. Die Arbeit ist in meinem ersten Semester im Rahmen eines analogen Spiele Kurs entstanden. Alle Motive sind Linoldrucke. Ich hoffe ich kann die Karten bald bei einer Druckerei in Auftrag geben und in meinem Etsy anbieten.

[random-tail]

Definitely not a bunch of mice pretending to be a person in a trench coat appear on your doorstep they hold out a bucket (it's more mice pretending to be a bucket) TRICK OR TREAT! They all yell in unison

(ps feel free to ignore this if you're not taking trick or treaters :3)

Wow grate costume!

*gives some apples & cheese sticks*

Nice rat king reference. I love funky myths like that -

[knaveofdoodles]

Art style experiment about trying to visually represent the RatKing's gaze attack.

[fiercefauna]

A lot of people draw Plague Doctors but never the kinds of things they might contend with in the worlds they inhabit, for this reason I feel justified calling this content “PlagueCore.” The Rat King is a positively ancient idea that is also a very modern-style urban legend. Some say it leads the rats as a kind of hive Queen you’d see in social insects, to others it is simply a disgusting horror of rats fused together by the indescribable filth of medieval streets. For this particular rat king I’ve written a tale set in my “Afflicted Lands” cannon. Two more of these glimpses into Afflicted Lands exist in my recents. There is no need to look for an “episode one” the tales are not meant to relate directly with each other but may feature reoccurring characters and fictional world references.

Triggers: some basic violence, and general horror themes in the following ghost story. That said, I present you with -

The Listener

We heard the front door open and two sets of footsteps cross the almost imperceptibly creaking floors. Pricking up all of our ears, we listened to the voices.  

“Talk to your parents later if you’d like a pet, for now let’s not be keeping rats around.” “They said you’d be a friend but you’re too much like a grown-up. I mean, we could have kept it for a little while.” “Be glad I just tossed it over the fence. You don’t want to know what those things get up to.” “Yes I do!” “You’ll wet the bed if I told you.”

“I’ve never been scared!” “Your Daddy says you’re scared all the time.” “No I’m not, I, just like to pretend I’m scared.” “Why would you do that?” 

There was a long pause during which the ancient mechanism of the re-stuffed, re-upholstered recliner in the living room groaned under a small form nonetheless choosing to forcefully leap upon it. “I’m - just lonely sometimes.” 

“Lonely means you were scared!” “No! Lonely is different!” “They’re basically the same thing. Look, if you want to know what happened to Darcy, shut up and let me tell the story.” 

We raised our whiskers as though they too, could detect sound. The irregular bumps of the house and more distant, ambient sounds of the neighborhood were soothing but rarely gave way to more meaningful information. 

“Darcy was moving into that old house by the school. He was cleaning it out, fixing it up, went into the crawl space and met a Rat King.” “What’s that?” “It’s a giant rat with like 20 heads, rolls around at night like a tumble weed looking for it’s last and most important head - yours!” “And why does it do that?” 

“People are smart, much smarter than rats on average. With a person’s brain, the King of the rats is wise enough to rule.” “So what happened to Darcy?” “The ball of rats exploded. One of the rats hit his face so hard it got stuck there - reshaped his skull into a rat head for the rest of his life.” “Did he die?” “No one knows where he went. They say he was looking for survivors during the last quarantine and found this woman being attacked by rats. Too scared of rats after what happened, he just left her there, and ran off into woods, screaming like a maniac. When they found the woman later, her head was gone! Never been recovered!” 

“Do you think he was ashamed? Of letting the rats get the woman, I mean?” “I think he was scared, I would be too, especially since they found that headless woman in this very - part of town.” 

We sighed relieved, that child’s insatiable curiosity would have doomed us had it’s guardian been less merciful with it’s tales of terror by the fire. Poor Darcy, we wanted to find him,  apologize. None were truly human during those damned quarantines. We had been blessed to forget, forget everything about the life before while the crow men were cursed with the memory.  And yet we needed them, needed them to help us rebuild ourselves one tale at a time, as we lingered between the walls, listening. 

[extreme-neutral]

GUYS! Guys! *stomps over* guysguysguysguysguys

What do YOUR girls wear? :D

[lunasilverpelt]

Rat monarchy

Good golly... all three of them...

[ask-vinsmoke-sanji]

Hi prince! If you don't mind, do you have some favourite animal? Also what do you think about rodents? ᘛ⁐ᕐᐷ

Why couldn't I get a power to control people. That sounds like way more fun.

[smokbeast]

The Rat King and his Fairy