#sleepy Lucifer

[annaberunoyume]

I once saw that on Youtube.

Sequel to RadioApple Week Day 1 (Late Night/Early Morning). Lucifer is still hallucinating from lack of sleep. Good thing Queen Bee sent over a box of various honey samples (along with their usual order of Beelzejuice) that Alastor can put to good use!

Drawing Alastor’s shadow was surprisingly challenging!

Description below the cut!

[IMAGE DESCRIPTION: Radioapple Comic

Panel 1: Alastor's shadow carries Lucifer to his room, smiling fondly at him. Lucifer is still massively sleep deprived and is spilling coffee as he waves his limbs around. L: But Mr. Waddlequackers I don't wanna sleep I don't want dreeeeeeams...!

Panel 2: Alastor confiscates the mug as Shadow tucks Lucifer into bed. A: Sleep deprivation is considered to be a form of torture, Your Majesty. (No more coffee for you!) L: Nuuuu my coffee-!!

Panel 3: Shadow ruffles Lucifer's hair as he looks up, still groggy. A: And you've punished yourself enough for one night.

Panel 4: Closeup of a new mug that Alastor conjures, handing it to Lucifer. It's a large navy mug with a lime green duck with giant black eyes and an elongated neck. A small UFO is at the top, and in the middle in neon green letters is, "ALIEN AB-duck-TION." A: Here. Milk with honey. It will help you sleep. L: No dreams? A: No dreams.

Panel 5: Alastor slumps in an armchair, burying his face in one hand. Shadow adoringly watches Lucifer sleep, who is out like a light, curled up in a tight ball and faceplanted into his pillows. A: What am I doing? (to Shadow) And you - stop it.

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[softlypossessive]

♡･ﾟ𓏸 Sleeping With Them (Literally) 𓏸･ﾟ♡

♡ Characters: Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor, gn!reader ♡ Warnings: Fluff, comfort, implied bad dreams, physical affection, mutual pining?? maybe??, Levi being awkward™, clingy behavior, some light tsundere energy, protective vibes, some suggestiveness (Asmo’s default setting), Beel being The Best™ ♡ Notes: This was purely self-indulgent and born from a burst of insomnia and a deep need for sleepy demon boy comfort. No prompt, just vibes. Gender-neutral reader. Each brother reacts in his own sweet, awkward way—and yes, they’re all canonically clingy now. I don’t make the rules.

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🕯️Lucifer

 You find him still awake in the dead of night, seated at his desk, lit only by the glow of a single lamp

He's reviewing RAD paperwork with the usual stoic focus, barely glancing up when you enter

“Couldn’t sleep?” he asks, voice low, a touch concerned despite the neutrality in his tone

You nod, murmuring something vague about a bad dream, and instead of brushing you off, he gestures silently to the small sofa by the window

You sit with your blanket in hand, intending just to be nearby, and he lets you—doesn’t press for details, just returns to his work

Somewhere between the quiet scratch of his pen and the rhythmic turn of pages, your eyes slip shut

When you wake, it's morning. You're not on the sofa. You’re in his bed

The covers are warm, tucked carefully around you, and the scent of his cologne clings faintly to the pillow

His coat hangs neatly over the chair beside you, a fresh cup of tea steaming on the nightstand

He’s nowhere in sight, but you have the distinct feeling he didn’t sleep—just quietly carried you to bed when he saw your head nod

No one says anything about it later, but you catch him watching you a little longer at breakfast that morning

The kind of watchfulness that says: next time, just come straight to me

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💰 Mammon

He’s already in bed, hair rumpled, one leg kicked out of the blanket like always

You knock quietly and peek in, mumbling that you can’t sleep

His eyes go wide, then he fumbles upright, totally alert

“Wha—? You okay? What happened? You hurt?”

You tell him it’s just a nightmare, nothing big

He softens immediately, scoots over, and pats the mattress beside him like it’s obvious

“C’mon. Ain’t no bad dreams gonna mess with you while I’m here.”

You lie down next to him and he tries so hard to play it cool—arms behind his head, eyes on the ceiling

That lasts five seconds

He shifts closer like he’s not doing it on purpose, like you won't notice him curling toward you

When your hand brushes his by accident, he makes a strangled noise and goes stiff… then grabs it like it’s the most natural thing in the world

“Jus’ so ya don’t get cold,” he mutters, clearly blushing even in the dark

You fall asleep fast, wrapped up in warmth and the quiet muttering of “I gotcha, I’m here” under his breath

When you wake up, he’s out cold, drooling slightly, and clinging to you like a barnacle

You try to move. His grip tightens. You are not escaping

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🎮 Leviathan

You didn’t even mean to fall asleep

One second you were watching a cozy slice-of-life anime with him, head tipped against the beanbag, and the next, darkness

Levi notices right away

He panics internally. 

Like full-blown “I’m not equipped to deal with this cuteness” meltdown

But you look… comfortable. Peaceful. So he freezes in place

Slowly, carefully, he lowers the volume, gets up, and drapes his hoodie over your shoulders

He debates letting you stay there all night—but what if you get a crick in your neck? What if you wake up cold?

Eventually, he picks you up. Carries you. Cradles you like a rare body pillow

You don’t wake up

He tucks you into his bed, sets a Ruri-chan plush beside you for moral support, and flops onto the floor with a blanket and his headphones

When you wake up, it’s early morning. His lights are dimmed pink, the room is silent, and he’s snoring softly with a controller still in his hands

You stare at him for a long minute, heart aching a little at how sweet he looks like that

You don’t say anything when he wakes up an hour later, scrambling into an apology

You just smile and tell him you slept fine

He’s red for a full day

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📚 Satan

He’s in his room reading, legs folded under him on the couch, a novel in one hand and a mug of tea in the other

You knock gently, eyes tired, and when he sees your face, he softens

“Bad dreams?” he asks, and there’s no teasing in it—just genuine concern

Without a word, he shifts to make space, patting the cushion beside him

You curl up with your blanket, shoulder brushing his, and he casually pulls another throw over both of you

He doesn’t say much, but his presence is calm, anchoring

Eventually your head tips against his arm and your breathing slows

He waits a few minutes to be sure you’re truly out, then sets his book aside and just… watches you

Not in a creepy way—just quietly fascinated by how peaceful you look, even after the nightmare

When you wake, you’re no longer on the couch—you’re in his bed, under soft sheets

The book he’d been reading is closed beside you, and there’s a little note tucked into the pages with your name on it

You keep it

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💅 Asmodeus

He’s brushing out his hair at his vanity when you show up at his door, looking rumpled and half-asleep

“Darling, what’s wrong?” he coos, spinning around in a silk robe

When you admit you couldn’t sleep, his whole demeanor changes—still sweet, but softer, more grounded

“Say no more. Come here.”

He leads you straight to his bed, the sheets cool and silky, the scent of his perfume already comforting

You curl up under the covers while he finishes his routine—face mask, lip balm, a quick spritz of sleep spray

Then he slips in beside you, warm and gentle, his arm draped loosely over your waist

He talks to you in low whispers about nothing important—pretty things, soft clothes, silly gossip—until your eyes close

The moment you drift off, he goes quiet, tucking your hair behind your ear and watching your face with a look so tender it almost doesn’t feel like Asmo

The next morning, you wake up to a kiss on the forehead and a softly sung “good morning, sleepyhead”

He never lets you forget how cute you looked curled up against him—but there’s something genuine in his voice when he adds,

“If you ever need me again, you know where I am.”

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🍔 Beelzebub

It starts with you falling asleep in the kitchen

You’d gone down for a late-night snack, found Beel already there eating cereal straight out of the box

He didn’t say much, just gave you a smile and pushed the box your way

You talked for a while, then leaned against the counter… then slumped onto the bench… and then lights out

Beel doesn’t wake you. Just watches you for a bit to make sure you’re really asleep

Then he scoops you up, careful like you’re made of glass

You wake up halfway through the walk to his room, tucked against his chest

“You looked tired,” he says simply. “You can sleep here tonight.”

His bed smells like vanilla protein powder and fresh laundry. He hands you one of his shirts as a sleep top. It’s comically large

Beel climbs into bed after you and stays on “his side” at first—very polite, very stiff, very big brother energy

But the second you roll toward him, drowsy and half-mumbling his name? He’s there

One arm around your waist, tucking you in close. His chin rests against the top of your head

“I’ll stay up a little longer to make sure the nightmare doesn’t come back,” he whispers

He’s asleep within five minutes

You wake up entirely under him. Full body weight. He's warm. You can't move. He looks peaceful. You stay there

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💤 Belphegor

You creep into the attic room after a nightmare, not expecting him to be awake

He is

Barely opens one eye, gives you a sleepy “What’s wrong?”

You whisper that you can’t sleep, and he lifts the covers without another word

No teasing, no drama—just the quiet shift of space being made for you

You crawl in beside him, the star-speckled canopy of the ceiling above you

His arms find your waist automatically. He’s already half-asleep again

“You’ll sleep better here,” he mumbles against your shoulder. “I always do”

 Within seconds, he’s out cold

But you’re not. Not yet

You lie there for a bit, warm and stunned, because his breathing is deep and even and his grip is loose but protective

 Eventually, you drift off

When you wake up, Belphie’s draped over you like a sleepy octopus, your legs tangled, his head tucked under your chin

“Don’t move,” he mumbles without opening his eyes

You don’t

You fall asleep again

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[thoughts-rambles]

Lucifer looked down at you sleeping in his arms, tracing the lines and features of your face with his eyes. Oh my stars... he couldn't believe how much he loved you.

It was a late night, he had stayed up doing paperwork, and all the meanwhile you had laid alone in his bed. The exhaustion would eventually begin to settle in, and he would drag himself off his desk to meander into his room. As he approached his bed, he'd recognize the shape of your figure under the covers and slowly curl in next to your warmth. He was tired, but he couldn't sleep, not when he had the most beautiful sight in front of him. He'd press a soft kiss to your forehead before pulling back and watching you in pure adoration.

You stirred slightly in your sleep, and as Lucifer shushed you back into your deep slumber, he realized just how smitten he was. He had already been through hell- literally. He'd fought a war, and lost his sister, only to fall from a high-ranking angel to the right-hand demon of the Devildom's prince. But as you slept, unconsciously tightening your grip on him, Lucifer would hold you close and mumble his final thoughts before drifting off to sleep himself. How he'd go through it all- the pain, the heartbreak, the fear- over and over, just to be able to hold you in his arms like this for the rest of his life.

[karasu904]

Eepy 😪🦄

[auteurdefeu]

We all know Alastor is great at seeing what people want most, what they fear, how their emotions can so easily be played. It’s how he got Charlie to make the deal when she knew she shouldn’t. He’s so good at knowing how to make people vulnerable and get under their skin.

There’s just so much ammo for Lucifer when he shows up. An absentee father, an even worse king, his entire family cast him from his home to burn forever and then his wife left him too, the one who was known for being capable. The fact Charlie is naive enough to see Alastor as a father figure as well just perfectly plays into it, and from the start, it seems so easy to get to Lucifer of all people. Someone who’s supposed to be so great, so easy to crumble with his ego and emotions.

Those initial interactions were a shock to Lucifer’s system. How dare a sinner speak to him with such open disrespect? What choice did he have but to fight fire with fire? (read: song battle)

But then the surprise of it all starts wearing off. He knows to expect it. He saw how broken Alastor was after fighting Adam, a reminder of just how fragile sinners’ souls are compared to that of a fallen seraphim. At the same time, Charlie had happily accepted Lucifer back into her life as her father. It’s not going to erase the years spent apart and his struggles with depression, but it’s a start. And he knows Alastor’s no real threat to him.

So at some point, Alastor’s jabs start being met with casualty, almost dismissively. It shifts from a playful annoyance like calling him short to something… well, cutting deeper. He doubles down upon how Lucifer abandoned his daughter, all so that he could hide with his toys, making himself a fool in his own nation.

Lucifer’s just making coffee. Saying that’s probably true, but Charlie is a kind soul who let him back into her life.

Not the reaction Alastor wanted again. So he pressed further, even blaming this dismissive attitude he had now as being why Lilith left. How could she have ever loved a man too scared to engage. She was always at the forefront of the show while he was too busy being buried in shame to be an even decent partner.

“One of many reasons, I’d guess”

It really irritates Alastor how much this isn’t getting to him. Lucifer had come to the hotel a terribly insecure man, so easy to mess with. And now, nothing?

Over the course of a week or so he keeps trying. And Lucifer just isn’t reacting. He cannot for the life of him figure out why. He knows everything he mentions is still an upset, it’s obvious in the way he talks with other people or the things he avoids, but it’s like he has some sort of verbal armor to Alastor’s attempts at drawing out a reaction from him.

The sad truth just ends up being that, whatever Alastor says, Lucifer’s said worse about himself. He’s had years to find every little detail about himself that could’ve been the catalyst for Lilith leaving, every little trait she likely despised for centuries, tearing apart the blurring memories of her face to see which expressions were genuine. Either everything about him, every step he’s made wrong, everything he’s lost or been forced to give up, he has a list of 20 things minimum as to why it’s all his fault. Alastor’s brutality is a toddlers insult compared to the things he thinks about himself.

The devil is madly depressed and just vibing his way through life ❤️

[crazy-dane-art]

Dads? Dads. Dads!!

[bobadila]

I’ve made another small comic instead of working on the OTHER comics I need to do

oh well

Under the text “Put him back” it says A, which I made short for Alastor

and Lucifer’s shirt says “Quack Hell”

[redfluffz]

😴😴😴

Is this weird? Cause some of us are wearing the hair (fur) of sheeps as clothes. Just think about it ...

Anyway - have fun with the sleepy head.

[elnavegador]

Obsessed with the idea of Lucifer turning into animals and climbing on Alastor.

[ssspace-cadet]

aughhh steve rogers as a cg??? yesssss.

cuddly early mornings, laying in bed all sleepy, gentle sunshine painting the room in a soft haze. your eyes flutter open at a soft touch to your nose, and he’s smiling at you. he leans down and kisses your temple, running a soothing hand through your hair. “sleep good snuggle bug?” you nod softly, curling up again into his arms. “mm thought so. you look adorable right now kiddo.” he leans down again with a little smile, wrapping his arms around you tighter, mumbling into your hair. “keepin’ you forever kid, right here. can’t escape papa, can you little troublemaker?” he makes you laugh, little giggles followed by a yawn. it was still sooooo early. “aww, okay okay baby, ten more minutes hm?” you shake your head, pouting. steve chuckled, smoothing down your bed-head. “alright, just kidding, how about an hour, happy?” with a satisfied nod from you, he sighs and pulls you closer, drifting back off to sleep while rubbing your back soothingly.

divider credit: @sister-lucifer

[ani-radio]

*YAWN*

📻❤️🍎

[yvessentials]

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　ςՆ૦੮Һ /sləʊθ/

　　　　"reʟᴜᴄᴛᴀɴce to work or make an effort; ℓαzιηєѕѕ."

[thief-of-eggs]

I need someone to draw Cursed Cat Alastor cuddling with Snake Lucifer

[helluvasinsxhazbinoverlords]

"Well, that was a fucking disaster and a half. Seriously, all those shitty ass Goetia fucking suck," Beelzebub said, sitting down in her assigned chair in the private meeting room. Belphegor snoring slightly in the seat right next to the Gluttony Sin.

"It didn't help it was also two Sins against three." Asmodeus spoke as he entered the room, taking his seat across from Belphegor. "Mammon and Leviathan already took off, unsurprisingly." The two never stick around for at after meeting, not since Lucifer went into isolation.

"Satan ordered them to go home." Belphegor mumbled, a single eye slightly open showing she wasn't fully asleep right now. "Wants to talk to us about Andrealphus."

"He only put the asshole in charge for a hundred years. Should've been Stolas's kid in my personal opinion. Why does he want to talk to use about Andreaphus?" Beelzebub asked, her attention turning to the door opening.

"Because Andreaphus is a lying scheming piece of shit!" Satan hollered as he walked to his seat at the end of the table, sitting down with a thud. Even in his small more compacted form he was still far taller than the other Sins with the exception of Asmodeus. Another seat at the opposite end of the table is dusty and covered in cobwebs. "He's lucky I didn't rip out his fucking-"

"Hey, remember our chakra, keep them balanced, and a nice peaceful mind set. Deep breaths, in and out." Yogirt would take a few deep breaths themself.

Satan would follow Amani's lead, holding his hands in a mediation style while taking a few deep breaths. "Alright, I'm cool. Now, I only wanted you three here because you're actually competent in your work. Clearly this was a set up job, and I want to know everything about it. I doubt Andreaphus was stupid enough to be too directly involved so he can easily deny involvement."

"Oh, so now you fucking care about getting played. When it's all said and done. If you knew then why didn't you just call him out. I'm sure that 'witness' would've been willing to sing after two seconds in a room with any of us."

"Because Stolas still fucked up big time even lending his book to that imp, and I think we all remember the blind eye we had to turn because the problem those imps caused in the human world. If I punished three royals in a day it'd look like we have a power problem in our system."

"We do have a power problem Satan. We've let the royals run around without any accountability and consequence's for eons now. It was only a matter of time before one tried to rise up the ranks, and a Goetia is the fastest way to do that. Even if it's awfully bold."

"Which is why I'm going to pass an accountability law that'll offer real time punishments to any royal that steps out of line, and having stronger eyes on them at all times. Though we still need to get to the bottom. Beelzebub, I want you to your team keep an eye on Andreaphus, Stella, and that imp witness at all times. I want to know when all their schedules from top to bottom. Asmodeus, have your succubus in Andreaphus kingdom listening for any information. I don't care what it is, even if it's Andreaphus stubbed his toe in public, I want to know about it. Belphegor, I want you to pull every thing you can spare and start hitting all criminal operations that Andreaphus has had his hand in. Mammon and Leviathan aren't getting involved, mainly because they're lazy idiots."

"Fine, but I'm still pissed at you. I can get my team ready to roll out in thirty minutes. Andreaphus and Stella will have every single place they visit often bugged by the end of the day. Striker is going to be tricky since he seems to live off grid. I'll let you know anything important they find." Beelzebub then teleports away.

"I've got a certain succubus in mind to help me spear head my end of the operation. If he so much as breath's wrong my succubus and succubi will know about it. Hopefully I have something to report soon." Asmodeus would then teleport out of the meeting room as well.

"I already sent the order as soon as Andreaphus rejected the idea of calling Stolas to attend the trial. They've busted over a dozen of those in direct contact with him for illegal smuggling through his kingdom. Some cartel leaders, some gang leaders, and a few trafficking heads. Already had our eyes on them for about a year now."

"As soon as you get one of them willing to sing I want them sent to me directly. I'll find out just how much they'll be willing to tell." Satan didn't take all this scheming likely, even if he knew none of the royals were a real threat to the powers of a Sin. The Warth's Sin attention turning to hearing a door slam.

Belphegor would finally sit up, smiling slightly. "I'm guessing you're little Snicker-doodle is steamed about you losing your cool and squeezing them. Let's hope your famous Lava Som Tam is enough to get them to forgive you."

"Please, I don't want to hear it right now. I really need to get home and apologize. You should get back to your ring." Satan then stood up. "I know this doesn't need to be said, though don't let up for even a second. I want this solved as fast as possible." He would then teleport back to his ring.

As soon as Satan teleports out of the room Belphegor face falls into the table and she could be heard softly snoring again. Her third eye about to close when a golden portal opened over by Lucifer's seat.

"I'm baaaaaaaaaaack~" Lucifer sung out, only to see that the meeting room was completely empty expect for Belphegor.

"You just missed them. Try again tomorrow at around two. Everyone should be here then. It's good to see you Luci, tell Charlie I said hi."

"I have a better idea. We have the meeting at my daughter's hotel. Get caught up to speed on somethings. Show everyone the hotel. Tell them to head there tomorrow. Good to see you too Bel, and I will." Lucifer would then open a portal and leave.

"Sure," Belphegor said as Lucifer left. "Satan's going to kill him tomorrow, though it'll be nice to have us all together again."

[swagyalastorwife]

Hi there!

If you’ve seen Disney’s Sleeping Beauty, This request will make a lot of sense.

Basically the reader is based off of Aurora and Lucifer is based on Prince Phillip. Reader is out in the woods with her little woodland critter friends talking about how in her dream, she met a prince. Then Lucifer shows up and they waltz to the song Once Upon A Dream. Then it ends with them kissing.

Hiiii guysss i did iiiit (^-^)/❤️

I hope you like it ❤️❤️❤️

Lucifer x sleeping beauty!reader

[bobadila]

I found an old(ish) radioapple comic