#mokai

[hy4c1nthh]

shootout to mokai for being STUNNING

[businesscasualart]

Making dubious purchases at bad times and by dubious purchases at bad times, I mean I’m purchasing Hit Game Ace Attorney’s™️ less successful cousin, Ghost Trick, while it’s still on sale on the Xbox One store bc I’m certain it will cure everything wrong with me and that I’ll no longer have mental illness if I play it

[budgie2budgie]

tinka's life - earlier - next

[watch me - biig piig]

[gastronominho]

A rede gaúcha Mokai lança o Mokai Fresh, nova marca voltada à alimentação saudável com foco em pokes e saladas. Com operação em sete cidades do Rio Grande do Sul, o Mokai Fresh oferece refeições leves, práticas e saborosas no delivery.

[montiree]

was this what you were drawing in math that was making my computer shake because of the physics of waves and energy transfer and your gay ass posture?

your ajaw design is so cute

oh my AWAAAAAAAAAGHHH !??!

THANK YOU !!

I tried my very best on him and im so happy ppl seem to like him as much as i do :3

[jawllines]

for patreon i need some action on the sex toy neighbors or i might D**

MGDOMFOG MOKAY ILL AD THEM TO THE UPDATE LIST!!

[buckme]

it’s summer of 2001 (LOL) and buck is turning ten years old. he doesn’t get a big party for his first double digits birthday though. why? he rode his bike into an amish village and an amish family took him in as his own. he for some reason does not realize he has been kidnapped and thinks he’s at some low tech camp. he asks to borrow a phone to call maddie and tell her he’s gonna stay for the summer but of course he can’t do that. he writes her a letter. it doesn’t get delivered. maddie’s freaking out about evan being kidnapped and their parents are just like don’t be ridiculous i heard him getting cereal this morning. he was not getting cereal. he was milking cows and maybe getting kicked in the face by a horse. he eventually has enough and wants to go home so he’s writing maddie letters to come save him but they’re not getting delivered. eventually he realizes he can just make a run for it and thankfully finds his bike and escapes

adult buck: yeah i spent one summer at this weird low tech camp

adult maddie: you were kidnapped by the amish.

the buckley parents: none of this happened

oh tiana the gift you have just given me. it’s #amishbucksummer baby.

i started writing this out and instinctively went for play format so you all will now get to see me write in my natural format about my natural habitat. this takes place directly after my fic, i kinda wanna kiss your boyfriend if you don��t mind.

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[The Buckley-Han residence. CHIMNEY, MADDIE, BUCK, EDDIE, KAREN, and HEN are sitting around the dinner table and having a triple date night. Their collective children can be heard playing somewhere offstage. CHIMNEY is mid-story.]

CHIMNEY: —so then he tells the guy, ‘Sorry, I’m on rumspringa.’

BUCK: I mean, It’s not like I’m known for my super witty responses to things! I just- I panicked, and that was the first thing outta my mouth.

KAREN: Wait, rumspringa, like—

HEN: Like the Amish thing, yeah.

[KAREN bursts out in laughter. MADDIE noticeably does not find any of this funny.]

KAREN: Buck? Being Amish?? That’s so— I mean, I know you grew up in Amish country or whatever—

EDDIE: Why is that a thing people know?

KAREN: Where did you think Hershey was, Eddie?

EDDIE: I don’t know, close to Philadelphia?

HEN: I wanna get back to Amish Buck, ‘stead of learning how bad at geography Eddie is.

MADDIE: [under her breath] I don’t.

CHIMNEY: Could you imagine him in one of those hats?

HEN: Could you imagine him trying to steer a buggy?

EDDIE: Buck, within ten feet of a horse? No way.

BUCK: I just don’t trust them! They’ve got big teeth and scary legs.

[MADDIE, who has been carefully cutting up her food, snorts. BUCK turns to look at her.]

BUCK: What?

MADDIE: I’d’ve thought the dude ranch eliminated your fear of horses.

BUCK: …you’re saying I’ve always been afraid of horses? Because I’m pretty sure it started after that one asshole horse Tax Return bit my hand when I was feeding him at the dude ranch.

MADDIE: A horse bit you, too?

BUCK: What do you mean, too? Is there some horse trauma from childhood I’m blocking out?

[MADDIE stares at him.]

MADDIE: You… don’t remember the summer you turned ten?

BUCK: I remember going to summer camp on a farm.

MADDIE: Buck. That is not what happened.

[Lancaster County, PA, summer of 2001. EVAN, age 10, is riding his bike on the side of the road. He hits a pothole the size of a small car (because this is Middle Pennsylvania) and falls over. He lays on the ground and cries, because no one is around and sometimes a boy just needs to lay on the side of the road and cry. Suddenly, horse footsteps. A horse and buggy pulls up, and an Amish woman steps out. This is ABIGAIL MILLER, 40, mother of three, which is three less than she wanted.

ABIGAIL: Oh, dear, are you alright? Poor thing.

EVAN: [sniffling] Um. ‘mokay.

[ABIGAIL kneels next to EVAN, examining his skinned knees.]

ABIGAIL: Why don’t you come with me, sweetheart? We can wash the dirt off of your skin and get you some nice cold water.

EVAN: Um. I should go home.

ABIGAIL: Okay, maybe I can take you home, then!

[EVAN stands up, and his knees buckle. He looks at his bike, which looks minorly broken. Then he looks at ABIGAIL, who seems nice enough.]

EVAN: Okay.

[Hershey, PA, same day. TEEN MADDIE paces outside the Buckley residence. The sun goes down. When the streetlights click on, she goes white and runs inside.]

[Split stage. On the left, TEEN MADDIE sits at the Buckley family kitchen table on the landline phone. On the right, EVAN sits at the Miller family kitchen, in between JEREMIAH and NATHAN MILLER (both 8 years old). Across the table sits ABIGAIL, her husband PAUL, and their daughter MARLA, age twelve. Conversation weaves together, but the sides of the stage cannot hear each other.]

TEEN MADDIE: What do you mean, allegedly missing? No one’s seen him!

PAUL: We need to start in the barn today. Boys, you’ll show Evan around. Marla, you and your mother must prepare the bread for market.

MARLA: Yes, father.

NATHAN: Yes, father.

TEEN MADDIE: No, he wouldn’t’ve just gone to a friend’s house. Evan’s not like that. [beat. then, quieter] He would’ve told me.

EVAN: Um. Can I just call my sister? So she knows I’m okay?

JEREMIAH: Woah, if you call her she’ll hear you from wherever she is?

EVAN: No, like… on the phone?

ABIGAIL: Oh, we don’t have one of those.

EVAN: Oh.

TEEN MADDIE: I know it’s only been twelve hours, but he could be dead!

PAUL: Let’s make haste. The isn’t getting any younger.

[At once, the MILLER FAMILY stands and begins to exit. EVAN is a few seconds behind them. PAUL, MARLA, JEREMIAH, and NATHAN all exit. ABIGAIL pauses, sensing EVAN’s hesitance.]

ABIGAIL: Evan, I’ve got a bit of bad news. One of the horses is injured. We’ll have to wait at least a week before I can take you back. I’m so sorry.

EVAN: Oh. [beat] That’s okay.

ABIGAIL: Think of your time here like… like an adventure. At the end of the week, we’ll talk about leaving again.

TEEN MADDIE: No, my parents wouldn’t’ve signed him up for summer camp without telling me, are you stupid—

ABIGAIL: But for this week, can you be one of us? The boys will find it terribly confusing otherwise.

EVAN: Yeah. I got it.

ABIGAIL: Wonderful. You’re such a good boy. Now, why don’t you join the other men in the barn?

TEEN MADDIE: So put him on a milk carton or something. He’s a cute kid, people care about— hello?

[EVAN and ABIGAIL exit, her hand on his shoulder somewhat possessively. TEEN MADDIE slams the phone down, angry.]

TEEN MADDIE: Motherfucker.

[The Miller Family barn, Lancaster County, PA, ten days later. EVAN carefully opens the door, trying not to make a sound. He walks up to a dark stall and tries to open the gate. A horse whinnies. A leg comes out of the darkness and kicks EVAN in the head, hard. He falls flat on his ass, stunned and clutching his head.]

EVAN: That… is not an injured horse.

[EVAN looks around, blinking hard. He’s maybe concussed. Definitely bleeding. His eyes focus on something tucked into a corner. EVAN scrambles to his feet and rushes over to pull it out: it’s his bike, cleaned and fixed. A noise startles him— he looks up. MARLA is in the hayloft.]

MARLA: [whispering] Left, then the first right. That’s how you get back to town.

EVAN: [whispering] Did- did you fix my bike?

MARLA: [whispering] Go. Go fast.

[EVAN wheels the bike to the barn door. When he looks back at the hayloft, MARLA is gone. EVAN furiously bikes away from the farm. He’s still lowkey bleeding; there’s a horseshoe shaped bruise forming on his forehead. At the edge of town, someone’s headlights nearly blind EVAN. He brakes, shielding his eyes. TEEN MADDIE jumps out of the car and rushes towards him.]

TEEN MADDIE: Evan?

EVAN: Maddie!

[TEEN MADDIE tackles him in a hug.]

TEEN MADDIE: I thought you died!

EVAN: What? No, I was just at summer camp.

TEEN MADDIE: Summer camp?

EVAN: Yeah, with the Millers? At the farm? We, like, milked cows and stuff.

[Beat. TEEN MADDIE pieces it together.]

TEEN MADDIE: Oh. Um. Yep, silly me, how could I forget that you were at camp!

EVAN: I didn’t have a lot of fun. Got kicked by a horse.

TEEN MADDIE: [inspecting his head] Oh, jeez. Um. Okay. We’ll go to the doctor tomorrow. Tonight, let’s get home.

EVAN: Okay.

[The Buckley residence, later that night. EVAN and TEEN MADDIE walk in, eating Rita’s. MARGARET comes rushing into the room.]

MARGARET: Maddie, where have you been??

TEEN MADDIE: I picked Evan up from summer camp. Remember Evan?

EVAN: Hi, Mom. We got Rita’s.

MARGARET: I… I see that.

EVAN: I’m gonna go to bed now.

[EVAN walks up the stairs. TEEN MADDIE glares at her mother.]

TEEN MADDIE: Ten days. He’s been missing ten days.

MARGARET: No, he was… I heard him getting cereal this morning.

TEEN MADDIE: I found him on the side of the road, Mom.

MARGARET: Don’t be ridiculous. He must’ve just… gone to summer camp.

TEEN MADDIE: [beat] He’s never going to talk to you when he’s older.

[Buckley-Han residence, Los Angeles, 2025. It’s dead silent. KAREN and CHIMNEY are staring at MADDIE, mouths agape. EDDIE and HEN are staring at BUCK. BUCK is looking off into the middle distance. MADDIE takes a bite of her food. Another beat of silence.]

BUCK: …so I. I went- I went on reverse rumspringa????

EDDIE: [sighing] Why does weird shit only happen to us?

[fin.]

[doom-devil]

FUCKIMGJ MOKAY ( kid )

I drew him with fingers let’s fight about it/J

[max-ranpoeceo]

i woudl never leaves you wenie tivkler..... yiuy ar4er my fungy felal.......

i lvoe you wenei tickler

i lvoe you too maxie cee ee oh welcum back 💜 i missed you....

[shr1mply-here]

...I'm confused. What exactly does whipped creaming and lipsticking Goob going to lead to?

Mraaaah—

Mmm!—

Mokay, hold this goob—

SO!

My plan of revenge will go as such~

Today we are airing an episode (bleh), something about friendship and gardening?? I don’t know-

MY plan is to RUIN IT COMPLETELY!!!

Then when everyone comes rushing in, including that seawitch, I’ll sneak into her torture room and trash it!

Then after the carnage settles, everyone will focus their attention on Goob; the one who caused it and I’ll slip away Scott free!!

It’s genius!!!

[pyllymursu]

Another OC redraw-reupload (almost done with these btw!)

This one of my boy Mokai is semi recent, so fortunately I didn't need to redraw this one entirely from scratch but edit his design to match his new look (gotta say, I love his new cool hat haha)

[budgie2budgie]

tinka's life - earlier - next

[the train to nowhere - hemlocke springs]

[princemick]

mokay gnoight

[tallysgreatestfan-art]

Probably my favorite science fiction woman archetype:

Sharp faced, intimidating master manipulators willing to protect their community and values by all means, including not exactly morally sound ones.

Ezuazuacat Nineteen Adze, Teixcalaan Series (Arkady Martine), Political Space Opera: Scheming, high ranking government official of the Teixcalaanli empire with some nebulous connection to the dying emperor, unclear to the main character if she is on her side and what her plan is.

L'Rell of House Mokai (Mary Chieffo), Star Trek Discovery, Utopian Space Opera: Torturer belonging to a warrior race at war with the protagonists, sly and brutal, but also surprisingly vulnerable and so very alone

Dr. Cable (Laverne Cox), Uglies Series (Scott Westerfeld), Young Adult Dystopia: Cyborg super soldier surged to look intimidating, mad scientist and dystopian dictator convinced she is protecting humanity from destroying itself again, and ready to sacrifice her own humanity, but also other peoples sanity and lives for that.

Ambassador Delenn of Mir (Mira Furlan), Babylon 5, Political Space Opera: Politician and high priestess of the mysterious species nearly wiping out humanity only years before the plot, as wise and kind as she is manipulative and ruthless. Pulling most of the strings on the title giving space station, and her dark past becomes increasingly more obvious as the story goes on.

Shadow Weaver (Lorraine Toussaint), She-Ra and the Princesses of Power, Science Fantasy: Dark mage and second in command of the evil army, abusive especially towards the main characters and the deuteragonist, but even towards others quite manipulative. Quite blatantly power hungry, but managed to convince herself that she just did what was necessary and was forced by circumstances.

[liemurienn]

half of the fandom : supports masc england

mokay but don’t you think he’d look extra cuter with a little bow on his head ? teehee

[moving-to-dreamwinged]

hthinking about snuggling w my f/o he would be so warm and soft i think ... he would probably act like he doesnt want to but eventually give in "for my sake" sighing all irritatedly while ever so gently wtapping his arms around mOkay post cancelled I have fallen mysteriously ill