the city mouse


i got asked by a lovely anon to do a masterlist of character labels – and so that’s just what i’m going to do today !! they will be sorted out by: personality, hobbies, lifestyle and misc. ( there’s a small description of each label ) PLEASE LIKE/REBLOG IF THIS IS HELPFUL

UPDATED: 02/06/17

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Our team leader starts meetings with “how’s everybody doing” small talk, and there is one person who just cannot help himself. He can’t just say “fine” like the rest of the world. He has to share whatever personal or medical drama is currently unfolding in his life.

We’ve been listening to a description of his deviated septum and inner struggle over whether or not to have an elective surgery for 10 literal minutes.


“I’m sorry for Patty, but when I’m in a mood like this I just want to be alone.. I know I should be grateful! A bit of melancholy is a luxury after all I’ve been through.. But when I feel like this everything seems gray to me.. Like some kind of fog.. and I would give anything for some colour..” 

To understand this moment better, imagine: our optimistic and happy-go-lucky Mickey finds out he’s the co-owner of an investigation agency in faraway Anderville, a New-York like city full of crime and corruption and where people are unkind and just don’t care. 

When he arrives there he messes up multiple times and is forced by inspector Clayton to stay in Anderville, awaiting further investigation. He’s also advised not to call his friends in Mouseton, for people can overhear his phone calls with ease..

A few months become more than a year, and when Mickey is finally allowed to leave this terrible city and go home, he barely escapes an attack of a hitman someone send after Mickey. He than chooses to stay in Anderville, to protect his friends and beloved ones back in Mouseton.


@memekeymouse so here it is..

When the Ink Dries IV

Rated: Explicit

Notes:  Thank you again to the usual brilliant beta’ing suspects, @icedteainthebag, @h0ldthiscat and @gazeatscully.

If you haven’t read the previous parts, go here.


Chapter 9

The first time Mulder came close to telling Scully he loved her was not the night Stella told him to do so.  It was also not over a bouquet of flowers at a candlelit restaurant, the two of them smiling nervously at a wobbly table as a waiter placed a plastic pie slice under the leg.  It was not on a navy blue night beneath the stars, backs against the warm hood of a car, her gaze following his finger in awe as he pointed here and there.  It was not sitting side by side in a movie theater, her little hand reaching over to place pieces of popcorn on his tongue while he pretended to be annoyed that she wouldn’t let him hold the tub.  It was none of the times or places Mulder had been telling himself he was waiting for.  

Instead, it was in a standard-issue Ford Taurus the color of a curbside TV screen, seats that stunk of the four-month-old coffee spill that was still holding a grudge over its gruesome demise.  Mulder was driving under the influence of a splitting headache having lost a coin toss.  It was one of those days they’d come up so short, run in such perfect circles, that neither of them could face the finality of turning that key, pulling up that emergency brake.  

Of course, sometimes Scully’s mere presence, her sticky red lips and stiff-postured strut, was enough to make unromantic settings seem romantic.  After all, that’s how he’d fallen in love with her in the first place.  Freezer lockers in Alaska, rocks in the middle of monster-infested lakes, sometimes even his crusty basement office went pink and fuzzy late at night when she looked up at him a certain way.  This wasn’t like that either.

Yes, he’d almost gotten high on a single toke of her perfume when he leaned over her shoulder to study the gravesite earlier, but that cautiously applied dab had long faded.  And yes, he’d pretended this morning that the umbrella was narrower than he knew it to be just so he could hook his arm around her waist and iron the curve of it against him, but that drizzle had long since dried up.  By the end of the day, she was just his partner, someone who argued with him compulsively and who always had to pee and yet still never wanted to stop when he did, someone he’d have been happy to hand a bus pass had there been any buses to take.  

She slouched beside him performing a symphony of chap-lipped sighs as the radio station – the one she’d decided was her best and only hope about ten minutes ago –  failed her with its sorry static and decades-old songs, the stubborn soundtrack that belonged to every dark, lonely stretch of land he’d ever been to.  The last thing he expected, fifty miles from the nearest sign of civilization and twelve hours from the nearest decent mood, was to remember he loved her.

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The Elvebakken case:Hvem er Yousef?

Trigger warning for mentions of suicide.****

Indeed. So far he seems to be a dream! An illusion! Created from the depths of Sana’s subconscious. An answer to the question “Is there really anyone out there worthy of Sana’s love and attention?”

At the moment the answer seems to be no. Which is sad. I really like Yousana. It’s the cutest ship. And he seems seemed to make Sana so happy.

So the question is, why does Yousana feel so…wrong? Why most of the viewers are so suspicious of Yousef? He’s nice. We all like him. We all agree that he’s a good person. Elias (my bro!) agrees!But for some reason, since the day we saw the very first photo of him, everyone had other plans for Yousef than him being Sana’s love interest. So many good theories on that. We all thought this might be a case on unrequited love or love triangle or just Sana imagining the obvious interest Yousef shows.

This is a theory based on the assumptions made in this post.

Recap of The Elvebakken case: I think Mikael lied. He’s not the one Even kissed.

This theory: Whatever happened in Elvebakken is actually about Even and Yousef. I think Yousef kissed Even or vice versa.

Let us go way back!

It’s 2015. The balloon squad has a hazy number of members. Most probably: Elias, Yousef, Mikael and Even.

We know that Mikael and Even were best buddies. But it also seems Yousef and Even were very close. If we listen to what Yousef himself said about Even, he was just “a guy they used to hang out with.”. But going by the story Yousef himself goes on to tell and photo evidence, they seemed to have been closer than that.

Losing your religion is a huge deal. I would know. I went through it. It comes with a lot of baggage. It comes with doubts and years of not-being-here-anymore-but-not-there-yet-either. It’s also not a decision you make one night and execute the next day. It’s a process. So even if there are catalysts, none of these things can be the reason™. So when Yousef says he doesn’t believe in Allah because of what happened with Even, it’s not that I don’t believe him but I think it wasn’t the only reason.

I think what happened in Elvebakken is that Even was probably discovering his sexuality.Based on the very little that we know we mainly think that he struggled with it back in Bakka. He kissed/or was kissed by one of his friends. The feelings were not returned(?) and somewhere along the way he got the idea that something was wrong with him and he could cure it by reading the Qur’an and what happened was that he saw all those verses in it that condemn homosexuality. This led to his suicide attempt and Yousef was so deeply affected by this that he abandoned religion for it. But weird thing is Mikael who was supposedly smack in the middle of all this, felt nothing!

But just look at that kid’s face! Have you ever seen anything as pure as Mikael?! He’s so sweet! There’s no way in any of the parallel universes that he is a heartless person, completely unaffected by Even’s issues from before. But whatever he feels, he is guilt-free. Someone else however, looks hella guilty.

Now I think Mikael is a super good friend to both Even and Yousef. I think he is the one person who actually knows what happened in Elvebakken. And I think what he knows is this:

I think Yousef was also questioning his sexuality. It is very likely that he and Even had feelings for each other(maybe?) they kissed once. And maybe Even took it a bit more seriously and tried to kiss Yousef again. Maybe someone saw, but wasn’t sure who it was that they saw. Maybe rumors started flying around and Yousef freaked out. Lashed out even, then Mikael comes to the rescue. Telling Yousef that he’ll pretend it was him that Even kissed. They hide what actually happened. Even goes along with it because he thinks what he did was wrong and he feels guilty. In his attempt to fix things, he reads the Qur’an to cure himself “just like Yousef”. Then those other things happened and by the end Yousef felt guilty for pushing Even away like that.

So he started to doubt everything. Imagine Yousef and Even going through the same thing but Even’s experience turns outward, people recognize his struggles, he finally accepts himself but not Yousef. He turned it inward, his struggles hidden, a wound within him that would neither heal nor open. He hides it but it eats away at him. So first he quietly turns his back on his religion, because he has come to the same conclusion that Even had. Then he tries to make it work by acting straight. But he doesn’t really want that.

So what he does is he finds himself an impossible love-interest. I’m not saying he does this consciously or out of the malice. But maybe subconsciously Yousef develops a crush on Sana because ultimately she’s unavailable. Here’s the thing, as a former Muslim, Yousef must know that Sana won’t really pursue a relationship with a non-muslim. So the fact that he went for her and did so, so blatantly is a bit odd. But if we assume that he’s trying to find an acceptable excuse for not being in a relationship, then claiming he has fallen for an impossible person, is both true and convenient.

Everything is going well until Sana flat out blocks him from her life. Making it virtually impossible for Yousef to start a romance that would eventually fail. But then Sana invites them to a party. An invitation to be reintroduced into her life. What happens though is that Yousef comes face to face with Even. A person that he might have residual feelings for and at least some unresolved emotional involvement with.(Even’s reaction is very strong too) If you look at the clip’s screen shot, he looks fine until he spots Even then he returns to Sana with a look that clearly says “How could you?!”. Yousef looks betrayed.While he should look at least a little pleasantly surprised, because if he was so sad about what happened to Even, seeing him supported and healthy and happy should be a good surprise. 

He seems to be thinking about the safest way to get out of the situation. Meanwhile Mikael has disappeared from the face of earth. Probably because he hears Even’s voice and is just freaked out by the notion of being in the same room with Even and Yousef.

Anyway, what happens next is The Fight! Looking at the clip, whatever is happening outside, Elias and Yousef and Adam, are only watching it from inside. Then Yousef calls Sana, telling her Elias (his best friend!) is in trouble but stays inside as Sana goes to deal with the fight between Balloon squad and boy squad.

Why? I think because he didn’t want to face Even. I think he hides inside, his façade cracking, his emotions all over the place, cue heartbroken and bitter Noora who finds him attractive. I think maybe Noora made a bitter comment about heartbreak. Maybe Yousef agreed. Maybe they found a common ground in their heartbroken states. And then in a last attempt to prove just who Yousef really is, he kisses Noora.  The kiss however looks a bit weird since Yousef has his hands by his side, almost unengaged in the kiss.

Here are 180 reasons that support this theory(!):

1.Our introduction to Yousef is by his “accidentally” left open Facebook and the photos in it. Photos that to this day, no one can view again.

2.The metaphoric conversation with Sana about how they play for “opposite teams”. More on that in this theory Here!

3. His reaction to Even’s name. More on that here

4.His aluminum leg story.Basically the Even story that he tells Sana. But he’s actually the Mikael in that story. Just like Even used the Sonja has aluminum leg to talk about his bipolar disorder.

5.The Rainbow flag that ends up right next to his face

Also see this theory

6.The fact that Mutta says “Lie all the time” and then the video shifts to Yousef’s face. Courtesy of @heltchill

7.The country mouse and city mouse: One lives with little but free, the other has the potential to have it all but lives in fear so it has nothing.

8. Now the whole “How to get over someone you love” article has a new victim too! 

*sigh* this is over! This is my attempt to explain Yousef. I don’t know if I’m right. There’s a 90% chance I’m overthinking but this is what I came up with *shrug*. 

I hope you enjoyed this. Thank you for reading <3 

“Work Husband” Headcannons

[Cause I’m unapologetic Persalle trash] 

  • Sonja always makes her own vegan snacks for stakeouts. They smell weird. Lasalle mocks her for it, but secretly loves them. 
  • Lasalle watches every single ‘Bama game. If they’re on stakeout, he puts the game on the radio. Percy hates this. She tells him only his grandpapa would listen to a football game on the radio, and that it’s the 21st century and he should look up the score on his phone like normal folk. 
  • They have a special raid move they call “The Mousetrap” Nobody else on the NOLA team knows exactly how it works, although it always ends with tiny Sonja tackling someone. 
  • They called each other “City Mouse” and “Country Mouse” so often that Brody started psychoanalyzing it and then they stopped. (They’re both wusses when it comes to Brody’s psychology mastery.)  Sometimes they still call each other “City” or “Country” on the mikes when they don’t think anybody’s listening. The whole office knows. 
  • Lasalle is always good cop, Percy is bad cop. This confuses the hell out of perps. 
  • They spend a lot of time on stakeouts making fun of Sebastian cause he’s an easy target. He knows. Loretta told him to ignore it, but Brody is helping him plot his comeback. 
  • Percy is the only one who can find anything in Lasalle’s desk, especially his junk drawer. He can’t even find things in his junk drawer. 
  • Patton once talked Sonja into a shots contest at Pride’s bar. Sonja went down FAST, mostly because she’s tiny and vegan. Brody made Lasalle take Sonja home, and he ended up carrying her in because it was easier than trying to make her walk. Now Percy’s nosy 80 year old neighbor Ethel asks if Lasalle is her boyfriend every time they cross. This is how Sonja perfected the art of “no comment.” 

Some illustrations for my poetry class. I wanted to do a picture book with poetry but I didn’t include the latter because… I don’t like writing……… Anyways it’s a story about a pigeon who falls in love with a colorful peacock so he takes him to live in the city with him and bring some color to his life, but the peacock’s color starts to fade as he is unable to adapt to city life, and the pigeon eventually decides to let him go. But then the pigeon discovers he has color too! My friends say it reminds them of the city mouse/the country mouse but I was lowkey more inspired by the original little mermaid ;; guess the lesson is don’t force yourself to change!



my father used to say
don’t overstay your welcome
since he died, I have been both
a shelter-seeker and a home-wrecker

I have been both a couch-surfer and a squatter
I am a man with things who lives in a place
with so many people but so little land that
they call it a city

and my things aren’t just metaphorical baggage,
articles of poetry; they are concrete
things: but they no longer have containers
because when I move from one place to another,

I’ve had no room to store them
without disassembling them from whatever
filing system they’ve been filed in
bagging them in two: one to keep, one to throw.

but when the moving moment comes,
I’ve mixed up the bags, and tossed tuxedoes
instead of doilies; late father’s letters
instead of last week’s lunch.

The bags I have are laundry bags,
because the truth is, now my things
are mostly clothes. except for books,
which for two years lived in a shed in Larchmont

while I myself was tossed to and fro,
back and forth, from room to room
doling out deposit after deposit
after deposit, till I was broke

I have learned how to travel lightly
so that instead of a u-haul, I can call an uber;
so that instead of a lease and a landlord’s last walkthrough,
I can disappear in the night without saying goodbye.

—unwelcome, @betterinthedarkblog © 2017