DarcyisDelulu
"The god has chosen-," the shaman called out.
Pete hadn't taken the time to think before he spoke. Everything moved in slow motion as he recalled everything that Porsche had ever done for him-with him-over the years. He would do anything for Porsche. After all, Porsche was all Pete had, and Chay still needed him. No one needed Pete.
"I volunteer as Lotus!" Pete had yelled, shoving Porsche aside as he protested.
Once the words were out, there was no taking them back.
The water god demanded a Lotus, a gift, every century, and Pete had no clue what that exactly entailed. He didn't expect it would be good, from the way the elders especially reacted. It wasn't that he wanted to die-far from it-but Pete hadn't had to think long and hard when weighing his life against Porsche's. Pete, if he remained in the village, would likely be broken in the brothel, or would grow ill far before he had his first gray hair. Life in a brothel could be cruel. At least this way he could imagine that Porsche ran away with his brother to live somewhere else. Pete wouldn't have survived without Porsche, but he knew Porsche would survive without him.
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It's gonna get wild... tentacles, scales, horns, mpreg, etc.
But Pete is gonna have a great time and I'm here for it.
This fic includes mildly dubious consent but I also wanted to add a little more explanation. (Little bit of a spoiler for something else also already tagged so not really a spoiler-)
Vegas is a water god- he does not grasp human consent at the beginning of this fic. He eats sacrifices, so he would have no reason to worry about this. He implants and inseminates a womb in Pete without Pete knowing. So Pete does not consent to the pregnancy. Yes, that's bad. Yes, they talk about why that was bad. But this is a fic, and Pete is happy to be pregnant once he knows.
Hopefully this note is enough clarification. I never want to spring something on anyone that might make them uncomfortable.