modern au jiang cheng, with his hair tied back in a carefully messy man-bun, wearing a dark purple square-necked tank top that reveals his one full-sleeve of lotus tattoos: like, the whole arm is a fluid, fairytale rippling mess of lotus roots and lotus seeds and lotus blossoms and different views of the flowers in water, kind of in this style:
(that’s mike moses’s art, for the curious)
but yeah, lotuses in water. obviously it’s in color: it’s all different shades of purple and blue. just his left arm. nothing on the other arm, except that he wears Zidian on his right hand. It looks exactly like Zidian, because this is a modern au where they’re still cultivators and they still use spiritual tools.
clear nailpolish to stop himself from biting his nails when he’s anxious.
okay so that’s part one of the concept, now please pay attention to part two, it’s very important:
modern au wen qing, with her hair pulled back into a less-carefully messy bun, the light shining through her enormous ears, so she looks pink and transparent and fine, but also in an undeniably kind of dorky way that evens out to adorable—
—in light-washed jeans. Not super form-fitting, but not bootcut, either. Just the top button of the jeans undone.
a black, oversized T-shirt. Scoop neck.
ONE collarbone is visible in this shirt, but not both.
She is not wearing jewelry, and she is not wearing makeup. She is definitely wearing black converse shoes.
okay, okay, still with me? part three of this concept:
i mentioned that the button of her jeans was undone. this is because she’s in a janitor’s closet, leaning awkwardly against a mop, one hand braced against the wall and the other one ruining jiang cheng’s careful manbun.
jiang cheng is obviously on his knees, looking up at her, his right shoulder serving as a brace for one of her thighs, his tattooed arm bent so he can squeeze her waist, right next to the button he just thumbed open. his mouth is already wet, because he’s been sucking her through the fabric of her jeans. she’s biting her lower lip.
there’s a little beam of light coming through the crack in the closet door—just enough to catch her face, but leave him in shadow, so it looks like he’s underwater but one of her ears is catching the fucking light like the sun shining through a leaf, and his heart is actively breaking about it!
okay that was my whole lunch break, thanks for sharing this concept with me, resume your fridays
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