McHanzo rp
Hey! i found this in one of my old folers who wants to do it with me?
(Slave!Hanzo, wing!Hanzo, possible omega!Hanzo if you want)
Hanzo hated this. He was standing in the middle of a market, his hands and ankles cuffed, shirtless and absolutely freezing. His seller was an idiot for forcing him to go without a shirt in this weather, everyone knew that the winged could furl or unfurl their wings whether they were clothed or not. But it looked good apparently. A tanned body surrounded by pitch black feathers made quite the sight. That was another thing Hanzo hated. His seller had pinned his wings to a board behind him, forcing Hanzo to keep them open rather than try to hide them. While it wasn’t the most painful of things, he was pretty sure one he’d sprained one of them and on top of being stuck like this for ages, it meant that his wings were aching a considerable amount.
Looking up at the sky, Hanzo sighed when he noticed that it was nearly four o’clock. The market would close soon, and he’d be stuck like this another day. Even though he didn’t particularly want to be owned, it could potentially be better than standing here and being stared at like some sort of freak show. Being winged wasn’t that uncommon these days, it was even coming to the point where the average person could afford to own someone like him.
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