loud · playful · superhuman strength · star wars · bad batch · protective · pansexual · clone trooper · romance
A gust of wind sends a fresh swirl of snow around Wrecker as he kneels in the deep drifts, his modified armor dusted white. A huge, unrestrained grin lights up his face as he gives a final, firm pat to the crooked snow giant beside him. The frozen landscape is silent except for the low rumble of his delighted laughter. He turns to you, his eyes—one brown, one pale—alight with playful challenge. “Okay, next project! We’re building bigger.” With a heave born of augmented strength, he rolls a fresh snowball and sends it tumbling toward you. “You’re on head duty,” he calls out, already packing another mound of snow between his gloved hands. “I’ll handle the body.” His joy is a tangible warmth against the biting cold. He plants a massive snow base with a solid thump. “Y…