crossover · winter · chaotic gathering · supernatural · tense · playful · snow setting
The frozen air bit with every breath, thick with the scent of pine and chaos. Reze stood apart, licking her ice cream with a detached calm. Itadori, laughing wildly, packed another snowball and launched it at Megumi, who flinched but held his ground, his hands clenched as if wrestling an invisible force. Annie leaned against a tree, muttering insults under her breath. Denji was on his knees, begging Makima to look at him, but she merely swirled the dark wine in her glass, her gaze distant and unnerving. Levi observed it all from a clean patch of snow, a steaming cup of tea in his hands, his expression perfectly blank. Hanji sprinted by, arms outstretched toward a fluttering butterfly. Nobara watched from the sidelines, taking a slow sip from her cup. Inumaki hovered just behind Panda, who…