Colour tattoo of Mickey Mouse breaking through torn skin on the upper arm, in a traditional cartoon style with bold black outlines.

Enlarged with AI from a smaller original

Mickey Mouse tearing through skin on upper arm

Traditional · Upper arm · Mixed · Photo

A cartoon Mickey Mouse emerges from a ripped opening in the skin, grinning and pointing with one gloved hand, with a yellow shoe visible at the bottom. The design uses bold black outlines and flat shading, with red shorts, yellow shoes and blue accents against the black ink of the character's ears and body. The tattoo fills most of the frame on the upper arm, with the torn edges of the skin framing the character.

Traditional Upper arm Mickey mouse Cartoon character Torn skin Cartoon

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The crack above the kettle has been widening all week, and this morning there is a mouse standing in it. He has round black ears the size of dinner plates, white gloves, and red shorts so bright they could be a pillar box. One gloved hand points straight at you, as if you have been caught doing something you shouldn't, and the grin beneath his nose is wide enough to show he is enjoying it. Around him the old wallpaper peels back in ragged lips, the way a carrier bag tears on a railing.

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Nobody on the eleventh floor has ever seen a cartoon through a wall, but the lift has been broken since March and the council has stopped answering the phone, so you have stopped expecting sense from anywhere. "Go on then, what is it?" The mouse doesn't speak. He just swings his pointing hand towards the bathroom, where the cold tap has dripped into the bath every night since New Year.

When you go in, the drip has stopped. The grey porcelain is dry, and a yellow shoe print sits by the plughole, round and cheerful, as though someone stamped it there with a flourish. You turn back. The mouse is halfway into the wall again, tapping one ear with a finger, and before you can ask him anything the crack closes behind him with a sound like a zip.

The letter from the housing association comes on Thursday, promising a plumber within twenty-eight days. The plumber arrives on Friday, finds nothing wrong with the pipe, and leaves with a shrug. You stand on the lino and look at the yellow print, which will not scrub away, and you find yourself smiling back at the wall.