#Hide and seek

[gastarb3iter]

—I know you're here.

[caprart1]

Alright back to the amazing digital losers

Hide n seek ruined

[ari-ana-bel-la]

Could you write a Dad!Oscar, where yn is constantly in a game of hide and seek with everyone (engineers, other drivers, mechanics, team principals, everyone) and everyone finds it adorable

Hide and Seek

Oscar was crouched beside his car, speaking quietly with one of his engineers about the updates to the front wing, but even as he focused on the words, his ears were trained on the familiar giggle echoing through the paddock.

"Behind the tire rack again?" his engineer asked with a grin, eyes darting to the left where a soft peal of laughter rang out again, barely muffled.

Oscar didn't need to look. "Third time today," he muttered fondly, standing and brushing his hands on his fire suit. "She thinks no one ever looks there. She’s very proud of her hiding skills.”

His five-year-old daughter, Yn, was once again playing her favorite game—hide and seek in the paddock. It had started as a simple distraction during a long race weekend, but it had quickly become tradition. Engineers, mechanics, other drivers, even team principals—they were all drafted into her ongoing game. And none of them minded. In fact, most of them actively looked forward to seeing the little girl scurrying behind tire stacks or squeezing beneath tables, giggling as she waited to be ��found.”

Oscar turned just in time to see Lando tiptoeing past the pit wall, hands on his hips, eyes darting around theatrically.

"Yn! Hmm… where could she be?" Lando called in a sing-song voice, drawing out the vowels.

From the corner, a soft snort of laughter exploded from behind a row of stacked tires.

Lando froze and gasped dramatically. "Did I just hear a mouse?"

Giggle.

"Wait a minute…" he turned, creeping closer to the tires with exaggerated stealth, "...was that… a racing mouse? Wearing tiny sneakers?"

This sent Yn into fits of laughter, and she burst from her hiding spot, sprinting out into the open with a squeal. Lando pretended to slip and fall over, face-planting into a patch of unused mats, groaning dramatically.

"No! She’s too fast!" he wailed, throwing an arm over his eyes. "I’ve been defeated!"

Yn giggled uncontrollably and spun in a circle before spotting her father just a few meters away.

“Daddy!” she shrieked, running up to him at full speed.

Oscar, mid-conversation again, crouched down instinctively and caught her, lifting her high into his arms. "Hey, sunshine," he said, grinning. “You winning?”

She nodded fiercely. “Lando almost found me! But I’m too sneaky. Can you hide me, please please please?”

Oscar laughed, glancing at Lando, who was peeking over a mat and winking.

"Where do you want me to hide you?" Oscar asked.

“In your jacket!” Yn announced, eyes wide with excitement. “He’ll never find me there!”

Oscar didn’t miss a beat. He sat down in his chair, unzipped his team jacket and helped her nestle into his lap. She curled up with a little sigh of satisfaction, her tiny hands holding the inside of his suit like it was a security blanket. He zipped the jacket halfway back up, not really covering her, but enough for pretend.

She giggled again as he gently hushed her, “Shh, shh… the hunter is near.”

Lando sauntered over, hands on his hips. “Now, where oh where could Yn have gone?” he mused, very pointedly looking everywhere but at Oscar’s lap.

Oscar raised an eyebrow, keeping a very serious expression. “Haven’t seen her.”

“Hmm…” Lando stepped closer, bent to peer under a bench. “Maybe she went back to the hospitality suite? Or—wait. Maybe she climbed into the tire rack again.”

Oscar shrugged. “Could be. She’s pretty quick.”

A tiny giggle trembled from within his jacket. Lando froze.

“Wait… was that wind?” he asked, blinking. “Or do I hear… a giggle?”

Oscar opened his mouth solemnly. “Wind.”

“Oh,” Lando said. “Weirdly adorable wind.”

The jacket shook slightly. Oscar patted the little bump under the fabric gently.

“I guess I’ll have to keep looking,” Lando sighed dramatically. “I’m the worst seeker ever.”

A tiny head popped up from Oscar’s jacket, grinning triumphantly. “You didn’t find me!”

Lando gasped and staggered back. “What?! You were hidden in there? Impossible! That's cheating!”

“It’s not cheating,” she insisted, climbing out into Oscar’s lap, “It’s being smart.”

Lando crossed his arms, pretending to pout. “I’ve been outsmarted by a five-year-old again.”

“You always are,” Oscar teased, poking his friend in the ribs with a laugh.

“Okay,” Lando said, spinning to face her. “Next round, I’m going pro. No mercy.”

“I’m going super pro!” she shot back, pointing at him.

Oscar chuckled, hugging her tight. “Go easy on him, sunshine. He’s not that smart.”

“I heard that!” Lando called as he jogged away, already scanning for hiding spots.

Oscar stood, setting Yn gently on the ground. “Alright, off you go, professional hider.”

She gave him a kiss on the cheek and whispered, “You’re the best hiding place ever,” before darting off again.

Oscar just smiled and watched her run, her pigtails bouncing, her laughter echoing through the paddock.

As she disappeared behind a catering cart, a group of engineers turned, pretending to be confused. One whispered loudly, “Was that the wind again?” and the others nodded seriously.

The whole paddock was in on it. She was their little ray of sunshine, their game master, their daily joy. And Oscar wouldn’t trade a single moment of it for the world.

Even during a debrief later, when a mechanic leaned in and whispered, “She hid in the tire warmers again. You might want to go rescue her before she cooks,” Oscar didn’t mind.

He smiled, stood up from his seat, and headed to retrieve his daughter.

Because no matter how many races he drove, no matter how many podiums he reached, this—this chaotic, loving, laughter-filled paddock life with his daughter—was the greatest win of all.

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Authors Note: Hey loves. I hope you enjoyed reading this story. My requests are always open for you!

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[miaowmelodie]

Imagine with me:

Batman made new suits to make all the batfam impossible to detect through any means because of a villain from the future with super advanced technology (possibly a future where the technology has been advanced through hybridization with alien technology or something).

What if the technology he uses for the suits make it so they're not only undetectable to the villain but to Superman too?

Like poor Clark could be just chilling with a book or something and out of the blue he stops hearing the heartbeats of the whole batfam?

He'd try to call them but since they need to be 100% undetectable the first thing they did was get rid of their phones.

It would be especially hilarious if when Bruce made the suits he didn't realize they were Clark-proof as well.

Like the day after he goes to the league's meeting that they'd planned and everyone's wearing black and mourning them while Clark's in front of a board with red string with pictures of all the villains that Batman's ever pissed off trying to understand who did it...and Bat's so confused.

[klaasfoto]

Ten hide and seek / peekamoo / cowmooflage favorites.

Links to the original posts:

One / Two & Eight / Three & Ten / Four / Five / Six / Seven / Nine

© Klaas Zwijnenburg

[zanephillips]

Daniel Metz and Josh O'Connor Hide & Seek (2014)

[one-time-i-dreamt]

Kamala Harris was president. She got rid of the president of Virginia because no one liked him and then we played hide and seek around one of my earlier dreams.

[cursio-neptune]

EEEEE MOON AND ECLIPSE ARE SO CUTE TOGETHER (platonically, pls don’t take it the wrong way)! I NEED MORE OF THEEEM

GWCII

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Your ask was actually really timely, because I was already working on this when it dropped in my inbox. Just finished ^-^

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[weepingwidar]

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[canipel]

Moonrise / Make sure you follow > Shot By Canipel & Instagram

[outsidewolves]

[cdx1016]

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(viacarad1016)

[paramasqueradeva]

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[klaasfoto]

Peekamoo.

[dollishbabess]

jason “takes games too seriously” todd

I personally believe that let’s say you are dating jason todd or your batsis (anything tbh even a unicorn) or wtv and one day both of you get bored on patrol and you suggest to play tag but little do you know this mf takes the game to a OTHER LEVEL it will literally trigger your flight and fight mode and the game goes from fun to just straight up nerve wrecking because this 6’0/6’2 BULIT MUSCLE mf is chasing you almost at full speed but purposely slows down but just behind you to keep your heart racing knowing he can just catch up anything minute and when you turn around to see him you swear this is a brand new person chasing you, I believe it’s just the pit that sometimes gives him some kind of scary ass presences same goes for hide and seek imagine hearing heavy footsteps and all you hear is a deep voice and a sudden pulling at your ankle “I see you dumbass” BAHAHHAA 😭😭 I personally believe nightwing used to be like this towards jason when he was robin and that’s one of the many reasons bruce banned tag during patrol or anywhere but who even listens to Bruce anyways, YOLO

[muskka]

Ready or not! Here I come!

I had a discussion with friends about playing hide and seek in IKEA but when you are drunk... and it is just something I would see the bad Sanses do x'D