This is where I'll be compiling what I write for prompts on tumblr for Kacchako. They'll be mostly unrelated to each other. Please feel free to leave a review with a prompt! If it strikes my fancy, I'll see what I can do with it. All of these are unbeta'd and written in one go so if you see a mistake, be kind. :)
First one was for lucyrne, a softer world prompt 26:
I love you the way a knife loves a heart / the way a bomb loves a crowd / the way your mother warned you about, essentially. (the way a human loves another human)
There was something about Bakugou.
The way he took up space, the way his spine was always straight in a fight, never backing down. The blaze in his eyes carried heat higher than his hands could impart. Everything about him screamed for attention and she willingly gave it.
Yes, there was something about Bakugou that Uraraka was drawn to.
When those red daggers landed on her, the jolt goes right to the heart, palpitations speeding along faster and faster until she thought she might pass out.
He tries not to think about Uraraka.
The way her eyes narrow in concentration or fury, the way she wiped blood off her mouth, relentless. The tension in her arms as she wields pillars ten times larger than she was as weapons. Everything about her looked fragile and he burned knowing it was not.
Oh, there were things Bakugou shouldn't think about Uraraka.
Pastel pink finger pads brushing along his jaw, the internal combustion rolling in his chest, making his palms sweat and crackle until even he can feel the scorch.