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I'm going to be on a plane for four hours tomorrow and in the airport for another two or so, so send me one or two of the prompts below (as an ask or comment or whatever) and a pairing (Maribat or regular Miraculous) and I'll tell you what I would do for that story if I was going to write it (and maybe I'll write a few one-shots!)

And yes there's a lot but that's for ~variety~

Trinkets

Plot holes

Spy AU

Poly

Stars

Broken

Swap

Smile

Photographs

Chill

Musical AU

Justice

Crossover

Journaling/Journalism

Beginnings

Endings

Race

Backwards

Vacation

Run away

Something's gotta give

Follower

Alpha and Omega

Crash

Adrift

Salt

Only You

Directions

Moral compass

TV AU

Farm

Home

Take a break

So much better

Side effects

Consequences

Innocent

Kryptonite

Legends

Fairy tales

Demigods

Mischief managed

What goes around

Addition and subtraction

Traitors

Destiny

Pokemon AU

Casino night

Planets

Redo/undo

TMI

Legends

Diversion

Meta

Off the rails

Siblings

Roots

Quest

Something unexpected

Expectations

Queen of hearts

Lock and key

Hurt

Hello and Goodbye

A suggestion of your own!

Dickinette--Mischief Managed

For @black-streak

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It's a prank war, my dudes! (And I’ll warn you now, it’s gonna be super cheesy, but I had fun with it)

Marinette and Dick have been dating for a few years (like four, probs?) at this point. They're at a great place in their relationship, and they don't fight often.

There is one thing, however, that can't be helped but fought about:

The Prank War.

Started about three months into their relationship when Dick switched the shampoo and conditioner in the manor with purple hair dye to trick his brothers but accidentally got Marinette, the war has become a staple of their relationship. Usually, one of them will prank the other in retaliation about a month after the last prank, to give enough time for the other to forget and be lulled into a false sense of security.

However, this prank is going to blow the rest out of the water.

Why?

Well, because it isn't really a prank at all.

Marinette's latest prank involved a total redo of the most recent Nightwing suit (or what Dick thought was his suit-- it was actually a replica. Marinette was dedicated to the prank, but she wasn't cruel. The real one is hidden away. She won't tell him where it is, not yet), sewing on ladybug-esuqe accents and spray-painting the logo a bright red and the mask a bright pink. Dick totally freaked out, but after he took a few deep breaths he thought it was actually pretty funny.

Dick has been hyping up this prank for weeks. He's been super cryptic and has been throwing out so many red herrings that Marinette is totally freaking out. She's super on edge when Dick isn't in the room, and everyone else notices it.

Dick refuses to tell anyone what he has planned. Literally nobody knows what's happening.

Scratch that.

One person knows-- Alfred. (He helped pick something special out with Dick that he thought Marinette would just adore Mwahhahahaha). Alfred has not said a word, and pretends to be as clueless as the others to keep up the ruse.

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It's been almost two months since the suit prank. Literally nobody (save Dick) knows when and where and what exactly will happen (Alfred only knows part of the equation).

One fateful day, Dick calls Marinette and tells her to meet him on the roof of the Wayne Gardens building (not in costume, but he doesn't care if she wears it to get there). He also says to wear something generally nice, noting that it shouldn't be anything she wants to get dirty.

Marinette is very confused and worried. This has to be it, right? The big prank?

So she goes, and when she gets there, she sees the roof access door open slightly, with what is very obviously a bucket propped on top of it. Dick is nowhere to be seen.

Marinette walks around the roof, checking for traps and anything that could attack her. Nothing is there.

She does, however, find a note on the floor by the door.

'Come on down!' it reads. Marinette opens the door slowly, taking care not to be in the bucket's range. What she was expecting was water, or syrup, or something else like that. What she found, however, was a key, another note, and confetti.

'Solve the puzzle!' the note read.

So she went downstairs and into the gardens, where she found a little wooden box sitting on a bench. Alone. With nobody around.

Suspicious much?

What Marinette expected: one of those boxes with a fake mouse in it, or a trap that would spray her with silly string or whipped cream when she opened it.

What she found: another note, and a full untouched water balloon.

'Throw me,' it said, with an arrow pointing to the left below the words. Marinette did as instructed, and there it as far as she could in that direction. It landed behind a bush and she heard the splatter, as well as a ringing sound coming from the area.

She walked over and found another note taped to a leaf, this one a little wet (oops).

'Good aim!' it read. 'But hey, where's that noise coming from?'

The ringing changed from an annoying sound to classical music, a song Marinette recognized. It was a song she and Dick had danced to at the gala where they met all those years ago.

She scoured the area for the sound, but it wasn't coming from the room. It was actually coming from a speaker near the glass elevator at the edge of the building, one with yet another note attached.

As fun as this hunt was, Marinette was getting more and more anxious. What was Dick's plan? His endgame? She couldn't figure it out. There was also a chance he was recording her right now, so she stuck a playful middle finger up in the air and smirked. She knew he'd get the message.

'Going down, down, down...' the note read. The elevator itself also had a clue, with an arrow being drawn to point at the third floor.

Marinette pushed the button and the elevator went down, but as it approached it suddenly stopped.

This was it. All of the clues and hype leading up to this. Marinette wasn't too impressed, to be honest.

She opened the little door that held the emergency phone and called the given number.

'Hiya, sweetie!' Dick's voice said through the line.

'Hiya, bastard,' Marinette replied. 'Seriously? All this buildup for an elevator plank? This is honestly kinda sad.'

'Wow, you think so little of me? Nah, this is just a distraction of sorts. A delay. I'm not ready yet.'

'Ready for what?'

'What comes next.'

'That wasn't vague at all!'

'You know I love you, right?' he asked, and Marinette's stomach dropped.

'Richard Grayson, I swear to God. This isn't funny anymore. Are you okay? What's going on?'

'Nothing too exciting. Not yet, anyway.'

'Yet?'

The elevator kicked back into gear, and when the doors opened, Marinette saw Dick, wearing a pink suit, on one knee, holding a ring that Alfred helped him pick out (it had a ruby in it with a rose gold band with a small ladybug and robin etched into the inside. Not too flashy or big, but still intricate, which they knew Marinette would love).

'Marinette Dupain-Cheng, from the moment I met you, I knew you were so special. But it wasn't until you destroyed my Nightwing suit that I realized I was ready to spend the rest of my life with you. I don't even know why that moment made me feel like that-- it's such a weird moment to choose, I know, but-'

Someone cleared their throat in the background, where Marinette couldn't see. Of course the family was watching and helping (they finally knew what was going on now. Dick had sent them the same cryptic messages too, just with less clues to follow.)

'Sorry, I'm rambling. But you know what I mean. And that's why, if you'll take me, I would love to become your husband, your partner in crime- and pranks-, your one and only. Marinette, will you marry me?'

'Yes! Of course, you idiot!' she told him, of course, and when she went to hug him she almost knocked him over (he didn't really have good balance on one leg).

The family cheered in the background.

Marinette just had one little request of her now fiance.

'Can we be done with the crazy pranks for a little while? As much as I loved them, this one drove me crazy.'

'Sure, babe. Mischief managed, for now.' The glint in his eye told her this was only temporary, and she wouldn't have it any other way. She was already planning her next prank-- how to tell him she was pregnant (which she wasn't yet! But it doesn't hurt to plan ahead, right?)