This year I decided to give writers and artists a heads-up about upcoming themes and thus a chance to prepare for them.
Each theme, as always, will get a separate post when it’s time so you will still get all the information, links and rules at one place. Thanks for giving the H3TrappedCollection your love and I hope you find a theme that will inspire you 💖
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October
This collection celebrates the birthday of our favourite ex gangster-boss. But not only that but also all the birthdays of the Trapped characters. How would they celebrate? What do they wish for? What are they getting as presents?
November
Give us all the love for Zhao Zi x Jack. This collection celebrates the unique love between a mercenary who thought he would never love and a police officer, sometimes too nice for his own good. Always with a sidedish of delicious food!
December
Marked as soulmates at birth? A timer which tells you when you will meet your soulmate? Would someone in Trapped reject the magic behind one? This theme is for everyone who loves a good Soulmate AU.
Jack looked around. He tried to maintain a neutral face.
„Was your plan to destroy the house to get a new one?”
There was batter on the ceiling. There was batter on the back of Zhao Zi shirt. There was no batter whatsoever in the baking tin on the counter. It was, miraculously, the only thing in their kitchen which looked clean.
“I wanted to bake?”
The question mark behind his sentence made Jack chuckle, and he put the box with the utensils from his food stall on the floor.
“I can cook!”, Zhao Zi declared and distributed a bit more fluids from his spatula to the floor. “You know I can cook; I didn’t know baking was so different to it.”
Jack stepped over a wooden spoon and some oven mittens to give Zhao Zi his ‘Hello’-kiss (he was very insistent about establishing relationship routines and Jack was very happy to oblige) and got a bit of batter on his leather jacket for his troubles. Zhao Zi still pouted so he gave him another kiss.
“Why did you wanted to bake something?”
Zhao Zi’s eyes shifted to the side, a telling sign of him that something ‘shifty’ was going on but Jack wasn’t going to disclose that to him.
“Just because?”
“Just because?”
“Yes! My grandma left me her baking book and I thought about trying something from it.”
“Try again,” Jack murmured and pulled Zhao Zi back against his body with a hand on his hip. He smelled sweet and delicious and it was always fun to get the truth out of a fidgety Zhao Zi. “I know every single one of your grandma’s cookbooks and there wasn’t one with baking recipes in it.”
“Oh, you think you know them all? But you’re wrong.”
“I’m not.”
Zhao Zi spluttered a little bit and seemed to decide to take the direct approach to deflect Jack from his questions. Zhao Zi’s kiss was deep and throughout and Jack felt a groan forming in the back of his lungs. He lost his leather jacket at some point and, he didn’t know how, but they had wandered off against the fridge and he knew in the tension of Zhao Zi’s body that he was ready to jump up to get his legs wrapped around his waist and Jack was more than ready but…
He ended the kiss and smiled at the whine Zhao Zi made.
“Why were you baking? Meng Shao Fei is the one organising the celebratory occasions in your department.”
Zhao Zi, with his arms still around Jack’s neck, sighed heavily and for a moment Jack began to worry. Did he forget an important anniversary?
“This isn’t going according to my plan,” he mumbled, and the mighty pout was back. Jack kissed it quickly because he wasn’t one to miss an opportunity.
“What was your plan?”
“To have a cake ready when you got home.”
“What for?”
Zhao Zi frowned at him and fuck he really had forgotten something, right?
“Your birthday?”
“My…?”
Jack looked to the side to the huge calendar on the wall. Zhao Zi bought it every year at a fundraiser from the kindergarten a few streets over.
“Oh…”
“You forgot your birthday?”
Jack shrugged. “I haven’t celebrated my birthday in years.”
“What?”, Zhao Zi gasped, and Jack felt his fingers on his neck tightening their hold for a second.
“It’s not that important.”
“It’s not… How dare you!” Zhao Zi gasped.
Amusement took over the confusion Jack had felt, and he grinned at Zhao Zi who looked at him as if he had insulted his grandma.
“How can you say that?”
“Because I don’t care. It’s just not something important to me.”
“But…”
Then it dawned on him.
“Wait… how do you know today is my birthday? I never told you.”
“Which is rather insulting, don’t you think? We’re in a relationship, we live together, and you haven’t told me! You should kiss me to make up to me.”
“You really think this always works?”, Jack asked after kissing Zhao Zi breathless. His words were little pecks against Zhao Zi lips, and he teased him with butterfly kisses along his jawline to his ear.
“How do you know my birthday Li An?”, he whispered in his ear and felt his full-body shudder.
“I may have hacked into some databanks to find out,” Zhao Zi said, and Jack threw his head back to look at him. He did what?
“When you say databanks, what exactly are you saying?” There was an uneasy feeling at the back of Jack’s mind.
“Just that I dug a bit to find the original file while you were in the military and…”
“You hacked into a military database?”
“Kinda?”
Jack stared at Zhao Zi who looked everywhere but Jack’s face.
“One moment. When you told me, you were ‘technically savvy’ what you really meant was that you’re a hacker?”
“I wouldn’t say hacker! I stopped hacking when I was accepted into the police academy. My grandma told me it would be better that way.”
“You hacked into a military database?” Jack couldn’t let that detail go. Jack had been in the special forces and later as a mercenary, he had to know how to get information from the vast space that was the internet. No one… no one just hacked into military servers to get a birth date.
“How weren’t you caught? There should be helicopters and a special task force charging into our house!”
Zhao Zi pursed his lips and played with one button on Jack’s shirt.
“I’m just good, I guess. We should clean up, don’t you think? Or rather, I should clean up, as I have been making this mess.”
Jack let Zhao Zi slip away from his embrace and waited until he was a few steps away to follow him and put his hands on his hips to hold him still.
“Zhao Zi.” He put his arms around him and rested his chin against Zhao Zi’s head.
“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about my birthday.”
Zhao Zi stood still for a moment then he raised his hand to caress Jack’s wrist with his fingers.
“You should have. We’re a family, right? I should have known about your birthday.”
Jack nodded and tried not to burst out laughing as some batter fell from the ceiling to splash on the floor next to them.
“How bold would it be if I ask you to make your own birthday cake?”
Jack chuckled and put a kiss on Zhao Zi’s head. The fondness he felt was overwhelming.
“How about,” he murmured in Zhao Zi’s ear who turned around in his arms. “How about I eat you instead.”
Zhao Zi groaned and rolled his eyes at him.
“Your flirting really doesn’t get better.” But he let himself be kissed and quickly warmed up to the idea.
“Happy Birthday Fang Liang Dian,” Zhao Zi whispered into Jack’s skin over and over that night and it felt like this birthday, of all his birthdays, was a rebirth.
Happy New Year to everyone in the Trapped fandom (and outside ;))💖🎉 I hope that you celebrated how you wanted to and that everything you wish for in 2020 will come true.
Thank you to everyone who wrote for the Trapped Gift Exchange, it was a blast and I loved every contribution. Please take a look at the fabulous fics if you haven’t already:
My Yesterday, Today, and Tomorrow @trees-and-sky
The Beginning by @florbexter
born in glitter by anon
Four meetings with Officer Meng (But one with Shao Fei) by @weilongfu
Again, with feeling by @florbexter
Christmas should be spend with family by @decadentdeerpolice
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
The Middle (Breaking the Firewall Series)
a Trapped Fanfiction
Pairing: Zhao Zi x Jack
Chapter: 1/?
Summary:
Maybe it had been a mistake to tie himself to Tang Yi and his gang in a way that made him feel personally attacked? He knew how to adapt, how to improvise and how to walk away from a case without looking back. Nothing had been personal for him before. He had been the one recommending the plan to be the hidden man, to not reveal himself to anyone else but the inner circle of Xing Tian Meng. He had been able to work for Tang Yi without the restriction other members had because the police had a file on them. Now he had to question all his actions.
Hello and welcome to the announcement of the October Theme for our History 3 Fanart/Fiction Collection whoop whoop!
I know that a lot of you may think this is going to be an autumn theme BUT we can’t forget what’s really important in October!
🎉🎉🍾 IT’S TANG YI’S BIRTHDAY!!!! 🎉🎉🍾
The theme for the October Challenge will be:
Happy Birthday Tang Yi!
A whole month to celebrate the birthday of our favourite ex-gangster. His actual birthday is on the 21st of October and this year he’s turning 28. Of course, we can also write and draw about the birthdays of the other characters of Trapped. When do you think Shao Fei’s or Zhao Zi’s birthdays are? How would they celebrate it?
Fun Fact: Tang Yi’s 28th Birthday already happened in the show because it was set in the future, so we kinda celebrated it already :D But don’t let that dampen your enthusiasm!
Get your keyboards ready and make some noise for the September Theme!!
FLUFF FIESTA!
From the Urban Dictionary:
Fluff
Cute things in a relationship such as cuddles and kisses, not sexual.
A kind of fanfic which has a happy ending or generally happy content, rather than smut or angst.
So give us all the sweetness, all the romance, and all the humour you can think of and let us start into the cosy time of the year (at least in my corner of the world :D)
The collection will be open for contributions from September 1 until the end of the month.
Rules:
You need an AO3 account to post in the collection (if you need an invitation link please message me)
All genres are allowed, but please stick to the theme
HAPPY END IS A MUST!!!
Multi-chaptered, short, long, One-Shots are all welcome
If you already have a published fic who would fit in the collection please feel free to add it
Fanart would be awesome!!
Please tag your work accordingly so that people can avoid content or find the one they want
If you don’t want your work cross-posted on tumblr please either write to me (on tumblr or via [email protected]) or state it in your work
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
The mercenary’s birthday
by @florbexter
Pairing: Zhao Zi x Jack
Wordcount: ~ 1.100
Summary:
„I had a plan… “
Jack looked around. He tried to maintain a neutral face.
„Was your plan to destroy the house to get a new one?”
There was batter on the ceiling. There was batter on the back of Zhao Zi shirt. There was no batter whatsoever in the baking tin on the counter. It was, miraculously, the only thing in their kitchen which looked clean.
“I wanted to bake?”
