Some day, this will be a "Last.fm/NetFlix/Amazon for web fiction"
(both original and fanfiction) where you can search
across many different hosting sites or rate what you've read and
get recommendations. However, life keeps throwing more urgent
projects my way, so I don't know when it'll be ready.
Shinigami Cup: Golden!
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(deleted scene)
Toushiro: Hyou, this is Karin, my new shawty. Hyourinmaru: You chattin' shit ma boy? Noway! Sup Kaz?
Hyourinmaru yawned carelessly. So you chose this one. She certainly looks helpless.
Karin would usually argue that she wasn't a delicate snowflake, but next to a massive magical beast of legend she felt exactly like a delicate snowflake. Indeed, she used to kill Hollows with a blunt football, but even that drop of reiatsu was gone. Added to the fact that she now resided in the afterlife in the middle of a war with only half an idea of what was going on, and –
"I'm not that helpless."
They both blinked at her. How clueless was she?
"So…" She gazed up at the dragon and tried very hard not to run and hide. "Does it eat female sacrifices?"
"You're not a sacrifice," Toushiro corrected her. "You're tribute."
"There's a difference?"
"The second one doesn't have to be dead."
"I am dead."
"…Don't split hairs."
Hell Butterfly, Chapter 35
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