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THE SAMURAI BRAVO WEEK ARTWORK IS FINALLY HERE
DAY 1 (FREE CHOICE):
DAY 2 (FASHION) :
DAY 3 + 4 (INJURY & AFFECTION):
DAY 5 + 6 (MOVIE & POST-APOCALYPTIC):
DAY 7 (REUNION):
I had to rush all this. Hoo boy.
Welp.
Here's to one week of drawing these two!
DAY 3: INJURY
DAY 3: LANGUAGE
The apartment was unusually quiet.
Not peaceful quiet.
Tense quiet.
The kind that settled after an argument had already started but neither person wanted to admit they were actually upset.
Johnny stood near the kitchen counter with his arms folded tightly across his chest, sunglasses still on despite being indoors.
Which was always a bad sign.
Jack stood across from him, visibly confused.
“…I still do not understand why you are angry.”
Johnny immediately pointed at him.
“Oh, REALLY?”
Jack blinked once.
“Yes.”
“That’s the problem!”
Jack’s eyebrows pulled together slightly.
Johnny groaned dramatically before turning away for a second, running a hand through his hair.
“This is exactly what I mean, man!”
“You are speaking very loudly.”
“Because I’m frustrated!”
Jack stared at him carefully.
“…Over a conversation?”
Johnny spun back toward him.
“A conversation I couldn’t understand!”
Jack paused.
Then realization slowly crossed his face.
“…Ah.”
“YEAH, ‘AH.’”
Johnny pointed accusingly again.
“You and that guy were standing there talking in Japanese for like twenty minutes!”
“…She.”
Johnny froze.
“…What?”
“That was a woman.”
A dangerous silence followed.
Johnny lowered his hand slowly.
“…Okay, wow. That somehow made it worse.”
Jack looked genuinely baffled now.
“There was nothing inappropriate about the conversation.”
“How would I know?!”
Johnny gestured wildly.
“I don’t speak Japanese, Jack!”
Jack opened his mouth—
Then closed it again.
Because honestly…
That was fair.
Johnny exhaled sharply through his nose.
“You were laughing and talking and I’m just standing there like some idiot trying to figure out if you’re discussing ancient philosophy or planning to dump me.”
Jack’s expression softened slightly at that.
“…Johnny.”
“What?”
“She was an old classmate.”
Johnny crossed his arms tighter.
“…Uh huh.”
“She asked about my travels.”
“…Uh huh.”
“And whether you were truly as loud as I described.”
Johnny paused.
“…What?”
A faint pause.
Then—
“…I said yes.”
Johnny stared at him.
Jack remained perfectly serious.
Johnny’s eye twitched.
“You’re unbelievable.”
“And yet you are still here.”
“That’s not the point!”
Jack stepped closer carefully.
The frustration in Johnny’s posture remained, but underneath it—
There was something smaller.
Something quieter.
Hurt.
“…You felt excluded,” Jack said finally.
Johnny looked away immediately.
“…Maybe.”
Jack watched him silently for a moment.
Then:
“…I apologize.”
Johnny blinked.
That was unexpectedly fast.
Jack continued calmly.
“I did not realize it would upset you.”
Johnny’s shoulders loosened slightly.
“…It wasn’t just that.”
Jack waited.
Johnny rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly.
“I dunno, man.” His voice dropped quieter. “You looked… comfortable.”
Jack tilted his head slightly.
“I was.”
Johnny frowned immediately.
“Wow. Cool. Awesome. Great—”
“With an old friend,” Jack interrupted gently.
Johnny stopped talking.
Jack stepped closer again.
“…Not more comfortable than I am with you.”
Silence.
Johnny stared at him.
Jack’s expression remained calm, but softer now.
“…You are important to me,” he said quietly. “In every language.”
Johnny froze completely.
Then immediately looked away.
“…Okay, see, now that’s not fair.”
Jack blinked.
“What is not fair?”
“You can’t just say stuff like that when I’m trying to stay mad at you.”
For the first time that evening—
Jack smiled.
Small.
Subtle.
But undeniably amused.
Johnny pointed at him dramatically.
“Oh, don’t do that little smile thing either. I’m serious.”
“…You are very jealous for someone who claims confidence.”
Johnny scoffed loudly.
“I am confident.”
A pause.
“…I’m just also emotionally dramatic.”
“…That,” Jack admitted quietly, “is true.”
Johnny narrowed his eyes.
“…Rude.”
But he still moved closer anyway.
SAMURAI BRAVO WEEK DAY 6: POST-APOCALYPSE AU
The sky turn red above the ruined city. Buildings crumbled into dust while portals flickered open across the streets, evacuating frightened toons to safer worlds . Sirens echoed through the wasteland that used to be a city. “Move! Keep moving!” Samurai Jack shouted as he guided a few toons toward the portal . Beside him, Johnny Bravo carried two small toons under his arms. “Hoo-ha! Don’t worry, little guys. Johnny’s gotcha!”. A tough explosion shook the ground. From the smoke emerged **Strike **, one luminous eye scanning the survivors “You guys really believe you can save them?” Strike sneered. “This world is already dead.”. incomprehensible energy beams fired from his hands. One toon after another turn into a stone. “No!” Jack rushed forward, sword drawn. Jack froze for a sec as several evacuation got stoned in the distance. “…Jackie”. Strike lifted his hand toward Jack . A large beam shot straight at him. “Jack!” Without thinking , Johnny leapt in front of him . The beam struck Johnny’s blond hair instead. The pompadour absorbed the blast for half a sec before deflecting wildly. Strike’s eyes widened . “wait”. BOOM The reflected blast slammed directly into his different eye. Strike screamed, stumbling backward blindly . Johnny’s smoking hair stood completely untouched . “…Good thing I use the extra strength shampoo given to me by four eyes” Johnny muttered proudly . Jack stared at him in shock. “…You protected me.” Johnny grinned “Well yeah! what kinda boyfriend lets a samurai get into stoned?” Another explosion rocked the city. The portal behind them began collapsing. Jack grabbed Johnny’s hand tightly . “We must go. NOW”. Strike roared somewhere in the smoke behind them. “This isn’t over!” Johnny looked back briefly at the dying world, then squeezed Jack’s hand . “ We'll kick his butt together next time.” The two jumped through the portal as the apocalypse starting to get worse.
DAY 4: CHILDHOOD AU
DAY 2: ROLE SWAP AU
SAMURAI BRAVO WEEK DAY 7: CONFESSION
Day 1: Heartbeat and Celebration
