#cusack

[zorria]

“what’s your favorite horror movie?”

The fact that cusack died thinking that zeldris was the one who killed him. Thus thinking he hated him and betrayed him. When it wasn’t him to begin with (it was the demon king) 😭😭

[north-sta]

Alright here we go

That was surprisingly fun

There are several ships you guys mentioned I still want to draw but alas, there were 4 boxes so bear with me until next time motivation strikes

[masakuterarr]

quick doodles from today- I wanted to do more but then diabolical angst between Liz and me happened and then I fell asleep,, so we only got this boys I'm sorry 🙇

(also this is Modern Uni AU, so no wings and tattoos for saru instead- ignore that he didn't have tattoos on the last one, I got lazy)

[the-breadgoblin]

if you do drawing requests, could you draw Cusack from 7ds? If not that’s perfectly fine. also I love your art, it’s so cool 😁

Thank you so much!! Sorry I took so long to do this I just have not been motivated to draw 😭

[spro-o]

I don’t know how often you draw requests, but could you please draw Cusack?🙏🏽 It would quite literally make my life complete to see him in your style.

I owe an apology for taking so long to get around to this request 😭😭 but here he is!! his hair was so fun to draw :3c

[ttsukuyomiii]

𝐌𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐝𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐙𝐞𝐥𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐬'𝐬 𝐌𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫.

I don’t think it was ever mentioned that Meliodas and Zeldris had a mom and weren’t just created directly by the Demon King, but I’m a firm believer they did have a mother—she just "disappeared" under some weird circumstances.

I mean, this is just my headcanon.

I mean, it’s pretty much certain they had a mother, and she spoiled them a lot when they were little kids—even when they were already strong, she kept doting on them. Back then, the Demon Realm had some level of peace because she managed to keep the Demon King in check. But everything fell apart when she suddenly disappeared. That’s when Meliodas became emotionally distant, Zeldris shut himself off, and the Demon King lost what little sanity he had left, turning completely cruel.

I also feel like things would’ve been different with Estarossa. I mean, when Gowther messed with everyone’s memories to make it all fit, he made Estarossa into an excessively spoiled brat. He probably did that because he knew Ygraine’s (Meliodas’ mother) personality and how she was with her kids. So, in this version, Estarossa really became a pampered kid, doted on by his mom because he didn’t have his own darkness. For years, he lived under her protection until his father, out of pity and after hearing her pleas, gave him a small amount of darkness to help him survive.

But when his mother disappeared, he completely fell apart. He couldn’t control his memories, and sometimes he’d feel like things were happening in his head that weren’t real. He would have panic attacks, desperately missing his mom, and his mind would create fake images where she rejected him, just like his father and Zeldris did.

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Estarossa

Ygraine loved children, and the fact that she was now the mother of three little boys filled her with pure joy. She adored dedicating all her time to them—watching them grow and change brought her an indescribable warmth that overflowed into absolute happiness

When her firstborn, Meliodas, came into the world, Ygraine was overcome with joy, though tinged with sadness. Having a child meant she had to give up her responsibilities as the Commandment of Love—a frustrating reality. Yet, the thought of caring for the child who had grown inside her for months made her feel radiant. Her joy only grew as the Demon King himself often visited to check on her and the baby. Sometimes, he’d even stay in her chambers, sitting silently as Ygraine cradled little Meliodas in her arms, singing lullabies she made just for him. The Demon King never held the baby, only watching from a distance, but for Ygraine, these moments were precious. The mere thought of the great monarch sharing these small, intimate moments with her and her son filled her with immense happiness.

These sweet moments lasted for years, through Meliodas’s infancy and early childhood, until Ygraine became pregnant with their second child, Estarossa. His birth, however, brought disappointment to the Demon King, who felt no demonic power emanating from the boy. The monarch’s disgust for his own son was no secret—whispers and laughter spread through the Demon Realm about the “useless” prince. Many believed the Demon King would discard Ygraine for birthing such a defective child. Yet, he didn’t. Out of love for Ygraine and her devotion to Estarossa, he silenced every rumor and allowed the boy to live.

For Ygraine, it was different. From the moment she first held little Estarossa—or “Rossa,” as she lovingly called him—she was utterly captivated. The boy was a perfect blend of her and the Demon King, a sight that made her fall in love with him instantly. His small, fragile form awakened a protective instinct in her. She vowed to shield him from anyone and anything—even his father and older brother if necessary.

Now, Ygraine found herself in a quiet, desolate corner of the human realm with her youngest, Estarossa, while Meliodas trained under Chandler. Taking advantage of their solitude, she stepped outside with her baby to enjoy a bit of fresh air

The wind brushed against her face as the sun’s gentle rays warmed her skin. It was calming, a brief escape from her worries. She felt the soft, insistent tug of Estarossa feeding, occasionally biting down lightly, sending small jolts of pain through her. She chose to ignore the discomfort, focusing instead on her baby’s sweet face.

“You know, Rossa,” she began, her voice gentle, “I talked to your father, and he’s agreed to give you a little bit of demonic magic to make you stronger. Isn’t that amazing?”

The baby paused his feeding to stare at her with wide, curious eyes. He didn’t understand her words, but seeing her happy made him giggle, trying to mimic her smile.

“Yes, my love, it’s wonderful,” Ygraine laughed softly. “You should smile about it too. It took a bit of convincing—your father’s so grumpy, you know—but I’m sure, deep down, he loves us.”

She chuckled at her own words, her voice light and warm.

“I think you get me, don’t you? I’m sure you do. So maybe I should stop calling your father grumpy—he’s just… tough, that’s all. But don’t worry, sweet boy. Mama’s here, for you and Meliodas. To protect you, to spoil you both so much that you’ll forget how grumpy he can be.”

A now older Estarossa rested on his mother’s lap as Ygraine shifted to make herself more comfortable, her growing belly making it difficult. She lovingly stroked his hair, listening attentively as her son excitedly recounted what Meliodas had taught him. He spoke with wide-eyed admiration, his voice filled with awe.

"Then my big brother took his sword and sliced that nasty goddess clean in half, just like that, without even trying! And after that, all the others around her ran off scared!" Estarossa exclaimed, his small hands gesturing dramatically as he described the scene.

He hesitated for a moment before adding, "Oh, and he told me not to tell you about it… that he took me to see him kill that goddess, 'cause you might get mad."

As the boy kept talking, realization dawned on him. His words had spilled out too fast, and he’d let something slip that he shouldn’t have. Panic flickered in his eyes, and tears began to form. The thought of disappointing his older brother filled him with dread, and he looked up at his mother, his expression wavering between guilt and fear.

Ygraine fought the urge to laugh. The situation was amusing—her sweet little Rossa, so used to sharing everything with her, had accidentally revealed too much and was now on the verge of a meltdown. Though she was genuinely annoyed that Meliodas had exposed her younger son to such violence despite her warnings, there was something endearing about Estarossa’s childlike honesty and the way he was now drowning in nerves over betraying his brother's trust.

She softened her expression, placing a gentle hand on his cheek to calm him. "It’s okay, my little Rossa. Your brother won’t be mad because I won’t tell him you told me, alright? So don’t worry—this will be our little secret. Do we have a deal?"

She pulled the young boy into her lap fully, resting his head against her chest as she ran her fingers through his soft silver hair.

"Are you sure, Mommy? Please, don’t tell him! If he gets mad, he won’t take me with him anymore," Estarossa whimpered, tears streaming down his cheeks.

"I promise, my love," she said warmly, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead. "It’ll be our secret. You know your mother keeps all your secrets, no matter how strange or unexpected they are."

Without another word, Estarossa threw his arms around her, clutching her tightly in an embrace full of love and gratitude. Ygraine smiled softly, holding her son close, her hand gently stroking his back to soothe him.

"Don’t you worry, my little Rossa," she whispered. "You’ll always have me to protect you."

Meliodas

His father had truly beaten him this time. The great monarch had apparently decided that Meliodas was now strong enough to train directly with him and put him to the test. Summoning his eldest son, the Demon King launched relentless attacks—using different forms of magic and striking from all angles. At first, Meliodas managed to block a few blows, but the sheer intensity quickly drained him. Even as his energy faded, the attacks didn’t stop, leaving him battered and bleeding with deep wounds scattered across his small frame.

"I thought you were strong enough to defend yourself. Chandler praises you too much. Go heal yourself," the Demon King’s booming, weighty voice echoed across the training grounds.

Meliodas, still barely more than an infant, had only begun the second stage of his life a few months ago. Though he was strong enough to venture into the outside world, the harshness of his father’s words shook him. His small hands trembled as he forced himself to stand, his body aching.

"Yes, Father. I’m sorry I’m not strong enough," he replied, his voice wavering as he held back tears. He knew crying would only make things worse.

From the sidelines, Ygraine had watched the entire ordeal. Her heart ached with every blow her husband had delivered to her sweet boy. Ignoring the Demon King’s attempts to speak to her, she fixed him with a glare and rushed to Meliodas. Without hesitation, she scooped him into her arms, cradling his small, injured body close to her chest. Her steps were quick as she made her way back to their chambers, her mind racing with worry.

"YOU WENT TOO FAR THIS TIME!" she shouted, her voice laced with both anger and fear. "You need to let Meliodas rest! I’ll train him myself."

The Demon King, unbothered, frowned as he replied, "You spoil him too much, Ygraine. He’s my heir—he must be strong, no matter the cost."

"Please," Ygraine pleaded, desperation in her voice. "Just let me train him until he’s healed. That’s all I ask."

Her words hung heavy in the air. For a moment, the Demon King seemed to weigh her plea before sighing, his tone sharp with irritation. "Lately, all you do is beg me for things—ever since Estarossa’s birth, it’s been one ridiculous request after another. But fine. This will be the last time I give in to you. Train him yourself until he recovers."

Without waiting for a response, he turned and left. Ygraine wasted no time, hurrying back to her chambers with her son limp in her arms.

Later, she lay on her bed, Meliodas’s small frame resting on her chest as she gently ran her fingers through his blonde hair. Her magic flowed softly into his body, easing his pain and helping heal the wounds left by his father’s brutality. Beside them, little Estarossa slept peacefully, curled up with his head resting against her side.

"My sweet boy," she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. "Mama’s going to protect you from your father, even if it costs me my life. I’ll do everything I can to keep you safe."

Half-conscious, Meliodas stirred, his small hands gripping her tightly as he mumbled in a fragile voice, "D-Don’t say that, Mommy… I’ll get really strong, and I’ll protect you. And I’ll protect Estarossa too."

Ygraine’s heart swelled at his words, though tears pricked the corners of her eyes. She kissed his head softly and replied, "Of course you will, my brave boy. But for now, let your mama protect both of you."

With that, she held both her sons close, their warmth bringing her a fleeting sense of peace. Deciding to spend the coming weeks doting on her boys, she closed her eyes, vowing to help Meliodas heal—not just physically, but from the weight of his father’s cruelty.

ZELDRIS

The little Zeldris had only been born a few days ago, but in that short time, he had become utterly attached to his mother, refusing to be separated from her for even a minute. Every time someone tried to take him away from Queen Ygraine so she could rest, the tiny, dark-haired prince would burst into an unbearable cry that would shatter the eardrums of anyone nearby.

Yet, despite the exhaustion and weakness she had felt from the beginning to the end of her pregnancy, the queen didn't seem bothered by it. Even when she felt like she might collapse, the sound of her youngest prince's cries brought her a strange sense of joy. So, she would muster all her strength, trying every method she could to soothe him, succeeding for brief moments before his emerald eyes—the same as her firstborn's—would fill with fear again, only to be calmed by the sound of her voice.

"What is it, Zeldris? Why are you crying like this? Are you afraid of something, my prince?" she asked softly, her gaze warm and gentle. The baby looked at her attentively, as though he were trying to memorize every detail of her face.

"Why do you look at me so intently? I know your mother is beautiful, but you seem to be studying me quite seriously, little prince," she chuckled softly, her voice filled with affection.

"It seems I’m talking to myself, since you can’t fully understand me yet. But no matter. It looks like you still enjoy my voice, don’t you?" she smiled at him, rocking him gently in her arms, hoping to lull him into sleep, even if it was just for a few minutes, so that she too could get some rest.

"Now, let your mommy sleep for a little while. We’ll talk more later."

At this point, Zeldris was around 10 years old, and despite being a small child, he possessed immense magical power that filled both his father and mother with pride. His mother, in particular, was especially proud of her three princes.

She spent every day by his side, as her weakened condition didn’t allow her to do much. On good days, she could barely get out of bed, and even something as simple as helping her little son change his clothes was a great effort. Despite her limitations, she tried to pamper Zeldris, making sure he didn’t feel like she loved him any less. Whenever the young prince came home from training, she would heal his wounds, lying next to him and singing lullabies to help him relax and fall asleep, just as she had done when he was an infant—still the same child who felt lost when away from her.

"Mom, are you really okay? You look so tired. I can heal my wounds myself, or I can ask Meliodas to do it," Zeldris said, his young face full of concern.

"I'm fine, my prince. You know your mom is a little weak right now, but don't worry. I'll take care of your wounds, and then we can go out of the castle to see the animals in the human world," she said, her words strained. Even speaking left her lungs feeling like they were on fire.

"There's no need. I can go by myself so you don’t get tired," Zeldris offered, still worried about his mother’s health.

"No, we’re going together. I’m fine," Ygraine insisted. Zeldris knew it wasn’t wise to contradict his mother, so he finally fell silent, choosing to accept her decision.

However, when his mother left her room to head to her own chambers to change into something more comfortable and fetch her medicine—prepared by the magicians of Belialuin, who claimed it would cure the queen—Zeldris never imagined it would be the last time he’d see her. Hours passed as he waited for her to return, but she never came back. Eventually, curiosity and unease got the better of him, and he stepped out of his room, only to find the entire kingdom in chaos.

Everyone seemed to be in a state of hysteria, even his father, who rarely displayed any emotion. Zeldris couldn’t understand what was happening until he overheard one of the guards whispering to another that Queen Ygraine had vanished without a trace. No one had seen her leave the kingdom, or even her chambers. There was no sign of her, and no one could explain how such a thing had happened.

Hearing this broke Zeldris’s young heart. A crushing wave of guilt overwhelmed him as he thought, If only I had gone with her… if only I hadn’t let her go alone, she might still be here.

From that day forward, the peace and warmth that once existed in the Demon Realm disappeared completely. Even for the king’s own children, life became harsher. The once-distant but tolerable father they knew seemed to transform into someone unrecognizably cruel. Under the guise of "making them stronger," he treated Meliodas, Zeldris, and even Estarossa with merciless coldness.

Now it seemed as though he hated them. Zeldris watched in shock as his father even went so far as to threaten to strip Estarossa of the magic power their mother had begged for months to have bestowed upon him. It was as if with Ygraine’s disappearance, whatever humanity and softness the Demon King had possessed had vanished as well, leaving only bitterness and cruelty behind.

[cusack-lover]

Something I will never get over is how utterly useless and gut wrenching Cusack’s death was, at least to me.

He thought of Zeldris as a son. Whether those emotions were fake or not, prt of them were real. And it’s obvious in how he acted throughout the series how much he cared about Zeldris.

And it’s not like he was aware of what the commandments had actually done. During that whole thing, he was unconscious from Mael’s attack that separated the Og demon.

He thought he was saving Zeldris from dying, only to get tricked. The worst part is, he probably wasn’t aware it was the Demon King possessing Zeldris.

Cusack probably died thinking that his student, who he trained and actually cared for, killed him. His last thought was probably him thinking Zeldris despised him. That hurts to think about.

The death didn’t add much to the story either. If he was kept alive, he and Zeldris could have had a whole arc of them bonding. Zeldris could’ve had a father figure of sorts.

Deep inside I hope that Cusack comes back in Four Knights of the Apocalypse. The chance of that happening is pretty low, but I hope that it happens.

[gooncavewit3peaple]

I only had two days to work on this so I could post it on Halloween so sorry if it's bad

[vassalor]

Friend: So, you finaly decided who will end up with Eileen?

Me:Maybe?

Friend: Let me guess. Lance...

Me:Cusack.

Friend:wut? Who is that?

Me:

Friend: d-daddy?!

Me: yeah...kinda.

Friend: so, he and Eileen...

Me: No, just joking.

Friend:oh, frick off!

[xglassx]

cusack x reader

you power was fusion you were able to fuse with any demon or human to create a stronger being but by yourself you were pretty weak. only having a power level of 12,000 the fact the cusack wanted to train you was a honor.

you trained day and night to become up to his standards but it was never enough. his power level was at 168,000 in his true form i wasn't even half his power level. he was the teacher of zeldris how could i even match his power and make cusack proud.

i slashed at the empty air moving swiftly and with precision dragging my back leg behind me and using it as leverage to push myself forward for a stronger attack. after a while of trying to get myself to perfect my move i stopped for a breather.

i was sweaty and out of breath. slow clapping erupted from behind me.i spun around and stood up straight. "lord cusack" i say as i quickly bring my hand up to my chest and bow.he waves his hand in a dismissive manner. "no need to be so tense y/n relax it's only me". i nod my head and stand back up from my bow and lower my arm "what are you doing here lord cusack"

i asked him as i placed my sword into my left hand feeling embarrassed that i was caught looking as rush as i did. my hair a mess.my clothes drenched in sweat, i was not in s position to be addressing lord cusack at this moment in time."thats should be a question i am asking you" lord cusack said he stalked towards me.

heavy boots clashing with the dirt floor of the demon realm. i stutter out and answer as he walked up to me and place a firm hand on my back."your position is all wrong" he shoved his hand lower down my back pressinging it forward. moving one of his legs in between mine as he uses it to push my right leg out.

without moving his right hand on my lower back or his leg he moves to have his chest pressed against my back.raising his left hand to guide my own to raise it upwards,sword raised high. my face flushed red feeling his warm breath on my neck before he moved away to stand in front of me. he drew his own sword and got into his first position. "now strike me"

i rushed forward feeling flushed striking quickly on his left side.he dodge swiftly and strict me on the back causing me to stack forward quickly putting my foot out on the floor and using it to regain my composure. spinning around to be met with a sword flying into my direction swinging my sword to block the incoming attack.

the blow pushed me back causing skid marks in the ground dirt flying into the air. he pressed his sword into mine forcing them to press into my chest pushing me back. i was weaker than cusack causing my arms to shake as i tried to push him back"come on y/n i know you are better than that" lord cusack told me.

i swiftly moved my sword down causing him to stumble forward as he did i stepped aside then behind him to strike down.he was quick to notice this and block me attack by raising his knee and forcing me down to the ground and swiftly placing his foot on my back."i thought you were better than that?" he said before removing his boot and picking me up to stand on my feet.

"i apologies lord cusack but i fear i will never live up to your standards" i sigh and look to the floor "i fear no matter how much i train i will never have the power level of you or lord chanler i am such disgrace" i felt ashamed and saddened by my failure as a student in front of my own teacher."y/n..."he pressed his thumb under my lip. pulling it down slightly and raising my head up.

i looked into his eyes seeing how his hair cover some parts of his face. he suddenly smashed his lips onto causing me to gasp into his mouth,the smirked was pressed into lips as his other hand comes to rest on my lower back.

the kiss was hot and passionate and broke of after a while. i looked up at him with wide eyes as he got closer and press his chest into to mine."you will always be good enough for me" he kissed me one more time before letting go of me and walking away not casting me a second glance and me wanting more.

[naomitabish]

rant:

I'm frustrated because I can't find any headcanons about Cusack. THIS SHOULD BE A CRIME!

THKS

[zorria]

Omg im going to cry cusack called zeldris his son just like zeldris did to Percival that’s so cute

[spacehostilityy]

So I watched Cursed by Light for the first time yesterday (even though I started watching sds circa 2017, I'm just late to the game🤪) and I have so many thoughts !! Might do more analysis later, but here's my initial thoughts

I NEED more Meliodas and Zeldris interactions like it is a NECESSITY

Elizabeth was so badass in this movie I love her and it made me want to see "Bloody Ellie" even more omg

On the topic of Elizabeth, I love her bc she's such a girls' girl. Like, find her a woman, and they will be besties. I mean Merlin, Diane, Elaine, Gelda, even Derieri - she's just such a girl lover !!

And it's pride month so legally, everyone has to agree with bi!Elizabeth... jk... kinda lol (honestly every single sin is queer in my head, im prohecting my queer onto all nnt char)

Cursed by Light DEFINITELY best movie like hands down

BUT I actually kinda wish that the Supreme deity plotline was part of the show rather than a one off movie

Like I want it as a season. I feel like her character had so much potential not only for cool plots and battles, not only for the resurrection of the goddess race and the problems that would cause, but also for Elizabeth's emotional and physical/power arc

Anyway I will be thinking of at least a half season to combat the SD, complete with flashback to and before the Holy War and Elizabeth defeating her mother with those famed goddess powers that the demon race was so afraid of

And of course, within this season would be lots of brother bonding, and a large amount of time set in the demon realm where we get to explore the society and world, along more with the demon bros' past as individuals and together

Meliodas atones for both his betrayal of his brother, and that of his people who he probably should have been protecting

Plus maybe some gowther (bc I love him) and original demon lore bc that would be cool

[demonprincezeldris]

How do you think the demon bros were trained?

Do you think they had similar experiences or vastly different? Do you think Meliodas had harsher training due to being the heir?

I personally think that while both had very harsh training Meliodas' was worse. Zeldris would get five hours sleep but Mel would only get three. Zel would get eight hours training, Mel would get 10.

I think Culsack was more understanding when Zeldris would screw up. Chandler not so much. If Meliodas messed up Chandler would make sure he learnt his lesson. Meliodas soon became a perfectionist, trying so hard to not screw up that he started neglecting other things, like his relationship with Zeldris. I think this is when Meliodas started his bad habbits of neglecting his health.

I honestly think that they were trained in different ways. Meliodas himself was seen to be the next king of the demons, so it was probably expected of him to be in tip-top shape and be very skilled in fighting and other combat measures.

Maybe after seeing his big brother training so hard and pushing himself past his limit encouraged Zeldris to work just as hard too. But maybe not succeeding as well as Meliodas but still trying his hardest.

But I can definitely sense a difference between the two mentors and how they treated the princes. Cusack seems definitely more like a paternal figure to Zeldris rather than a strict mentor. He practically worships Zeldris. Chandler strikes me as a more strict tutor and someone who maybe drilled the mentality of a perfectionist into Meliodas' head.

After all, you saw how Chandler was quick to correct Cusack when he didn't refer to Meliodas as 'sir'. Chandler definitely strikes me as someone who wants everyone to respect Meliodas for his title as the eldest demon prince, and considered blasphemy if he was not acknowledged correctly in the proper manner.

[gangst3rswife]

Finally watched the Addams Family Values recently! and honestly. my main takeaway is

Debbie slays. And Joan Cusack is a QUEEN

[chimaeraonwards]

John Cusack, the voice actor for Dimitri in Anatasia (1997), shared his statement on Palestine 🇵🇸 🇵🇸 🇵🇸 🇵🇸

P.S. He has been a Palestinian supporter for years