#sam's aus

I'm telling y'all, drawing is hard. Especially if you don't wanna draw on your other drawings.

Consider this a Gargoyle Ingo masterpost for now until I get around to actually organizing anything I make

If y'all wondering where this thought originated from, you can look to this art post I made last year (will edit later off mobile) https://www.tumblr.com/samdragons-official-art/701409263045787648/i-do-not-control-the-hyperfixations-they-control?source=share

Takaaki and Taichi share the master bedroom which is near the twins' bedroom. They have a king sized bed which can fit all the kids and them.

Kiyotaka and Kiyondo share a room together and sleep in bunk beds. They used to share a room with Chihiro before Chiaki and Monomi moved in with them. They both try to keep their things apart from each other and they do have a lot of issues. Especially with how they keep the room. But they don't dislike their arrangement.

Genocide Jill: Yup!

Kiyotaka: And...let me just process this...you're the original Genocide Jack, Father???

Takaaki: Yeah, you probably haven't noticed since I don't make it obvious when he comes out.

Genocide Jill: I mean, that's why he doesn't come out of his room sometimes! Pay attention more, Tick Tock!

They all had to get the classes together to explain why and they all just stare in shock. Except Mondo, Hiro and Makoto. Hiro knows because he visits them often, Mondo is Taka's boyfriend and Makoto is pretty close to Taka as a friend. But everyone else is just surprised at all of them being siblings, especially with people like Sayaka.

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"We've heard that you've been adopted by the infamous Ishimarus. How is that?" An interviewer asked Sayaka. Sayaka was confused. "Infamous"? Sure, they were notorious for their...issue, but she wouldn't say they were infamous, they were just...well known. Yes, it is the correct term for them as they are very well-known in an awful way, but it hurt Sayaka. No. It didn't hurt, it made her upset.

But she just smiled kindly, "I'm not sure I'd call them that. And what do you mean by 'How is it'? It's fine, it's a very nice and warm environment. Very supportive and caring." Sayaka explained to the interviewer. The woman looked at her for a second. Was she expecting more? What did she expect?

"You're probably thinking 'Is that all?', and yes, it is. The Ishimarus are very kind, especially my father, Takaaki Ishimaru." Sayaka said, her tone getting an irritated tone to it.

"A-Ah, I see. I just wondered if they're using you for their own gain for things. Or just treating you a little less than what they should since you are so popular." The woman said, abusing her role as an interviewer. How rude! Sayaka had never met such a rude person in her little career as an idol. They were all so nice and polite. But it seemed that ever since the Ishimarus took her in, then all the politeness was gone.

"As I've said, they're very nice. I feel like one of their own in a way. And no, I haven't been treated differently, good or bad. I've been welcomed with open arms, my popularity hasn't been abused in any way. I've just been spoiling them because I can." Sayaka giggled at the last bit. She hoped Takaaki wasn't listening because he'd be very upset. Not in a horrible way, but in a "You don't have to do this for us" way. Nobody in that house liked being spoiled, so she had to secretly do it. Nobody seemed to have noticed yet.

"Hm, okay then." The woman didn't seem pleased with her responses. What a rude woman.

The woman continued with her interview, asking all the members of the idol group how they feel, what was their favorite part of the performance, etc.

It was all tiring. Especially after having dealt with such a very impolite question. The Ishimarus were the best thing ever. They weren't perfect, yes, but they had heart and cared very deeply for each other. And Takaaki treated her no differently than both her brothers Kiyo and Taka. She didn't know why that woman even brought it up.

After the twins tried pushing away all the fans that surrounded her, they were able to get in Takaaki's car. "Hey, Kiddo. How was the interview?" Takaaki asked as he started up the car. His brows were furrowed as he tried to drive away from the crowd that crowded the car. "It was fine..." Sayaka said, smiling.

"Jeez, you'd think they'd leave her alone the moment she got in here! What a pain...can we just run 'em over?" Kiyondo suggested, annoyance in his tone and expression. "Kiyo!" Kiyotaka yelled. Kiyondo just shrugged. "You must be famished, what do you want for dinner?" Takaaki asked Sayaka as they got on the road, away from all the fans. "I'm fine with whatever." She responded as she stared out the window.

Takaaki seemed to notice how saddened she looked. What the hell did they ask her?

After dinner, Sayaka went straight to her room after she was excused. The three males in the room stared at her, confused.

She was making a big deal of it, it was nothing serious. Just some asshole being an asshole. That's what she tried telling herself. But her mind was just going somewhere unkindly. She wanted to scream at that woman, call her all the worst names ever for making such an assumption. So what if she was popular? So what if the three Ishimarus at the dining table, eating happily, were related to Toranosuke Ishimaru? They weren't like him.

Nobody was like that man.

He was a genius to caused a big scandal in the family and left the family in debt. The debt she helped pay off because she didn't want them to suffer anymore. He was the reason Taka despised the word 'genius', he caused Kiyo to have trust issues because everyone who went near him and his brother were awful. And that man cause Takaaki the worst pain ever. That man was the criminal, that man was the awful one. Not her lovely father and brothers. The three people who gave her love, who treated her kindly. Who taught her what love was like.

Three people who didn't leave her alone.

She heard a knock on the door. She noticed the wet feeling on her cheeks as tears streamed down them. Her eyes stung from the tears as well. She quickly wiped them away, "Come in." She called for whoever it was.

Takaaki opened the door slightly, leaning his head in. "Hey, you've been looking a little sad all night. Did something happen?" He asked her. Sayaka hid her face in her hand, "It's nothing. Just...a lot of things on my mind. That's it." She responded. He frowned and stepped inside the room. He crossed the room to sit on the foot of her bed. He turned to face her, his frown still remaining. "You can tell me. I won't be upset."

"Promise?"

He gave her a nod.

She sniffled, wiping away more tears. Sayaka looked up to meet his gaze, tears pooling out of her eyes. "It's just that...she treated me so differently. All because I was part of this family. I don't understand. She asked if you guys treated me differently, in a horrible way, all because I was famous." Sayaka told him, sobbing softly. Why was she crying? It didn't seem bad. It was just a little comment. But why did she feel so awful?

"I wanted to scream at her. I was so angry. I was so angry because...because...I felt like she was attacking us. So what if I was taken in by you? You're all amazing, even if this family doesn't have a good reputation, it's not your fault." Sayaka continued to cry. Takaaki held her in his arms, "Hey, hey, stop the tears. No need to cry, come on." Takaaki comforted her. He couldn't help but be hurt at that.

What if this affected her career? Sayaka would be hated. He feared for that, she deserved happiness. She deserved to stay with her idol-mates. But...if it was all because of them...

"I'm sorry. I didn't think this would happen. I'm so sorry...maybe I shouldn't have taken you in. I don't want to ruin what you built. All that hard work..." Takaaki held her tighter, fearing to let her go. He didn't want to take her back to her father. Her actual father. She didn't deserve to be alone again. But if it was for the best, he'd have to let her go. As much as he didn't want to, he would. For her happiness.

"No! No, please! It's not your fault! I-It's not your fault! Don't apologize, just don't. I love it here and if everyone hates it then it's their fault. You and the twins are the best thing ever! I don't care about the horrible reputation the Ishimarus have...I love this family." Sayaka hid her face in Takaaki's arm. "I want to stay. I just wish others weren't so judgemental."

Takaaki breathed in deeply. He understood that very well. "Me too."

The two remained like this. Just Takaaki letting Sayaka cry. She needed it more than anything. "Do you want anything? More food? Ice cream?" Takaaki asked the crying girl. She shook her head, "No, I'm not hungry. Can...can we watch a movie?" She requested, wiping her tears away. "Of course." Takaaki simply responded before getting up. "Do you want the boys to join us?"

"Yes, please. I'd like that, a lot..."

Takaaki nodded.

Sayaka wondered if she'd be hated by others all because of her family. She hoped not. But if she was, they could all die for all she cared. Just as long as she could stay with Takaaki and her brothers.

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Uhhhh, Idk. The Ishimaru family brainrot is like kicking in since earlier today. @artz16 here. I know I've been like, tagging you in a lot of shit today, but the brainrot has been going strong. Lol, I'll probably make more with the other kids Takaaki has adopted. And I'll probably be uploading this to Ao3, too. And also maybe Wattpad. (I haven't made another fic on there for a hot minute.)

I've been listening to T-ara's song "Sugar Free" like...5 or 8 times. I'm going insane.