#taoxmp

[mpwukong]

My Boy

My Boy | starter for @taoxmp ft Wukong & Tao

“Hey, sleepy monkey-” Wukong grumbles with his own, tired, hoarse voice as he sinks his fingers into his son’s soft, silky hair where he snoozes with his head on the Monkey King’s lap. In front of them the credits roll on one of the god’s favourite 1970′s kung fu films, that he had been trying to share with his son, but it seemed the young monkey had had a busy day, and he’d fallen asleep against him after not too long. Gently brushing back Tao’s hair, the god sighs softly, but lets a smile tug at his lips. “What am I going to do with you” he hums before yawning as his own busy morning at the hospital was also wearing him down. “Pizza, we need pizza-” he grumbles, but already his own eyes were closing as his head tilts back with another, sleepy yawn. 

[mpxsiobhan]

Tao knocks eagerly at the door of Sio, grinning widely as she opens the door and waves with the hand that holds two tickets. "Hey Sio~. I've got two tickets of the Summer Gala next Saturday. Do you want to go with me? Please~ don't let me down. I need you to survive this event!" He tries to look as cute as possible, so that she can't say no to him.

Siobhan was drying her hands after washing dishes that she’d neglected for a few days when she answered the door. Finding Tao there was not a surprise, she’d grown fond of him since the festival so she was ready to greet him until he held up the tickets in his hand. Her face dropped for a moment, she had made no intention of going - even if her brother convinced her. However, seeing Tao pout so cutely had her resolve cracking a bit. After slinging the hand towel over her shoulder, she crossed her arms over her chest, a slitted eyebrow lifting in question. 

“What’s in it for me, monkey boy?” She did need some incentive to go, crowds were not her thing after all and neither was any sort of formal setting. However, if he kept pouting at her like that she might give in anyway...

[mpwukong]

cont from here w/ @taoxmp​ ft wukong & tao aka papa monkey and baby monkey

“There is a what in my office?” Wukong frowns, passing back signed files and paperwork to the waiting clinician, as his receptionist hurries to explain. A young man had tuned up, with bags and stomped right on through. “Young ma- oh!” Quickly realising Wukong’s eyes widen as he quickly waves away his staff and strides to his office on quick paced, long legs. 

There he is, in all his sleepy, scruffy glory. His son. Fresh to the island and to a world of new possibilities, ready to learn all about his royal monkey heritage. “Tao-” he calls out softly, moving over to gently shake his arm, before he chuckles and sits beside him. “Wake up, you sleepy baboon” he teases before lightly pinching his nose. “I should have known you wouldn’t be on time, or arrive on the day you said! You’re far too much like me-” he grins, slipping his fingers into silky black strands to ruffle them affectionately. 

[mpxauralie]

“ you’re shivering. here, take my jacket. ”

"O-Oh, thank you," she responded softly, wrapping his jacket around her small frame. Aura hadn't expected it to get so cold, let alone to actually start raining - but there she was standing in the rain, her dress soaked and the bus no where in sight. She sighed, "I really need to get home. My puppy's home alone and he gets nervous if I'm gone for too long."

[mpxhwiyoung]

“How much spice did you add? I cant feel my mouth!”

"What? This is fine," Hwiyoung insisted, though he was feeling the burn in his mouth as well. Perhaps he had gone a little too rouge with the chilli flakes, and maybe the extra peppers weren't necessary either - but it was still good. "If you need water, it's in the fridge," he gestured, but a little smirk curved his lips, "Or do you want milk instead?"

[mpxharper]

“ you look like you could use a hug. ”

Harper laughed, hand reaching to push back his hair - no doubt a mess from the hours that he had just spent in studio. "Tao, I know I look like trash, but I feel great," he said, fixing the sports bag on his shoulder, "Nothing is better than a long day of classes and practice. Though it's almost time for me to hit the gym too - do you want to come with me?"

[kazumaxmp]

“You want to be my taste-tester?”

“That your way of flirting?” Kaz gave the man beside him a cheeky wink and a grin as he leaned back against the counter in Tao’s kitchen. Since coming to this island, Kazuma needed to find someone he could trust with the decorations he wanted to add to his body and he managed to track down sun of Wukong for some of his more... delicate piercing needs. Being the charismatic and talkative person that he was, he was always happy to make new friends. It also helped when they were someone he could flirt with, and seeing Tao’s inexperienced self reacting to his obvious flirtations was something that was highly entertaining for the bartender. They had decided to hang out today and try out cooking on their own. Being a perpetual bachelor, at least it seemed like he would be, Kazuma hated cooking on his own. If someone, like a new friend, could teach him (or just cook for him) he was happy to oblige. The man crossed his long legs covered in tattered black jeans as his tattooed arms flexed against the counter. “What are you making anyway?” Not that he was picky he was just... particular. 

[dakotaxmp]

♛ shoulder rubs

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♛ shoulder rubs

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    “You look about as good as I do in the stress department,” Dakota says when he finally takes a seat in the piercer's chair again. He’s probably not getting anything done today but he enjoys being around Tao enough to just drop by the shop from time to time. Today when he slipped in he had noticed the hunch in Tao’s shoulders and the pinch of his brows. “Everything okay today bruh?”

   His bright hazel colored eyes look like they are trying to peer into his friend to see if there was something he could do to help him. “Did you not get a shipment to the shop or something?”