Proposal OM

Proposal

Prompt: How does he propose to you?

Gender: gn!Reader

Lucifer spent weeks meticulously planning the perfect proposal for you, taking into account your personality, preferences, and the significance of the moment.
Ultimately, he arranged a private dinner in the garden of Diavolo’s castle under the starlit sky.
Before the main event, Lucifer took you on a stroll through the lavish garden, walking hand in hand with you. He reminisced about your journey together and expressed his deep affection and gratitude for your presence in his life. If you hadn’t been there, his relationship with his brothers would still be broken. And even if Lucifer didn’t tell you, he was genuinely thankful for everything you did for him.
As the two of you reached a secluded spot near the banks of the lake, Lucifer stopped and firmly held onto your hand. His gaze softened as he spoke from the bottom of his heart. “I cannot fathom a life without your presence, nor do I wish to imagine it. You have changed me in a way I would not have thought. You have brought light and warmth into my barren heart. Hence…”
He brought out a beautifully crafted jewelry box containing a ring with your favorite gemstone before getting down on one knee. “Would you do me the honors of protecting and loving you?”
The moment you said yes, he delicately slid the ring onto your finger and stood up to give you a long, passionate kiss.
It was the happiest moment in his life thus far, and he hoped to create more happy memories and moments with you.

Despite his usual bravado, Mammon was secretly nervous about proposing to you, and while he wasn’t the type to care for perfection, he wanted that moment to be perfect.
Mammon invited you to a casual outing as he wanted only the two of you to be present. The last thing the demon wanted was for his brothers to cause trouble or interfere in any way.
He took you on a long drive, eventually stopping at a secluded meadow under the pretense of a picnic. You thought it was a bit odd for him to have a picnic basket because you never considered him to be a picnic-going demon. But between your favorite snacks and the beauty of meadows, you weren’t complaining.
Throughout the picnic, Mammon’s nervous energy was palpable as he fidgeted with the ring box hidden in his pocket, stealing glances at you. He knew you picked up on his nervousness but was thankful you didn’t point it out blatantly.
As the sun began to set, casting a warm glow over the meadow, Mammon took a deep breath and mustered up enough courage to speak from his heart. “Hey, (y/n). I’ve been thinkin’…a lot. Y’know I love ya, yeah? Look, I ain’t good with my words, but since ya came into my life, things have been different, y’know? What I’m tryin’ to say is I don’t wanna live with ya by my side. I wanna see your face every morning, first thing when I wake up. I wanna hold ya close to me and not let go. You’ve made me a happy demon. I know I ain’t perfect, but…I promise to be the best partner I can be for ya…”
With trembling hands, Mammon took out the ring box and got down on one knee. His eyes were filled with nervousness, but his love for you overpowered his gaze. “So…what do ya say? Wanna marry me?”
As soon as you say yes, Mammon hopped up and gave you his tightest embrace. Then, he started to shower your face with kisses and completely forgot to put the ring on your finger.

Diavolo planned an extravagant proposal fit for royalty, wanting to sweep you off your feet with a grand gesture and let the beings in Devildom know you were taken.
He arranged for a formal ball at the Devildom palace, inviting everyone he could think of under the guise of a general celebration.
Throughout the evening, Diavolo made sure you were treated like royalty, from your attire to showering you with attention and complimenting you left and right.
As the night progressed, Diavolo discreetly signaled for the music to change and took your hand, leading you to the center of the ballroom, where a spotlight illuminated you and him.
If you showed the slightest hint of discomfort in the spotlight, he planned to apologize later. However, Diavolo sank to one knee, producing a velvet-lined box containing a stunning ring fit for his significant other.
With unwavering confidence and charm, Diavolo began to speak. “My dearest, you have brought much joy to us. You have shown perseverance in the face of challenges, compassion in times of need, and confidence in your feats. I cannot think of a better fit for myself and Devildom than you. Would you do the honors of marrying me and ruling Devildom by my side?”
Diavolo presented the ring to you, his eyes sparkling with excitement and anticipation as he awaited your answer. When you said yes, the crowd erupted into applause and cheers. The prince slid the ring on your finger before picking you up by your waist and spinning you around.
While Diavolo was a cheerful man, the smile he had on his lips was far brighter than one anyone had seen.

Barbatos invited you to dinner at the castle. Initially, you thought Diavolo was the one who asked you through Barbatos, but when you reached the kitchen, you noticed him making your favorite dishes from scratch.
You watched him gracefully move around around the kitchen, effortlessly preparing the ingredients and cooking with precision.
As he cooked, Barbatos engaged in light conversation, asking about your day, if the brothers did anything unusual today, and if you had anything planned for the upcoming days. He didn’t give hints about his plan until he was almost done cooking.
Barbatos’ questions changed from casual inquiries to questions about your future plans, your goals, aspirations, and what you hoped to achieve. You were confused about why he was curious about your future but decided to shrug it off. However, the conversation left you very curious.
“I love you, (y/n).” He casually said as he passed by you, and just as casually, you responded to him. “I love you too.” Not that you realized it then, but Barbatos had a victorious smile on his lips, which he hid from you.
With the meal ready, Barbatos led you to a table with candles and flowers for a candlelight dinner. Through dinner, he continued the casual conversation until the end. When you began to eat dessert, Barbatos watched you with a smile warmer than his usual one.
His question had no frills, no long speech, and got straight to the point. “(Y/n), since you love me as well, would you do me the honor of becoming my significant other?”
With a warm smile, Barbatos presented you with a small, beautifully wrapped box containing the ring. You stared at him blankly with the dessert fork still in your mouth. Then, it dawned on Barbatos that he had confessed his feelings for you, and you confessed in return. He watched you with an amused smirk, enjoying the reel of expressions sweeping across your face.
“I shall take that as an affirmation.” Without waiting for you to say yes, he slid the ring on your finger. But to add a cherry on top, he rubbed his thumb across the corner of your lip, wiping some icing. Bringing his thumb to his lips, he licked it off and smirked at you. “Scrumptious.”

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