Redroots Stories

Alina Frost is someone with a lot of reasons. Reasons to be cold and heartless. Reasons to hold up walls you don't even want to break down. Reasons that sit like ghosts she never invited in, but learned to live with. She doesn't push people out, she just makes sure no one ever gets in. She walks around with a past so heavy, that you can hear it in the way she exhales. She isn't running anymore, but she's never really arrived either. She could be the winter itself. But then this woman appears in her life. This woman full of chaos, warmth and light. What does darkness do when someone holds out a lighter? How does warmth feel after being used to the cold. How does the light get in when your walls don't have windows? And when does the winter stop, the ice melt and the darkness surrender to the light. I guess you have to wait until spring comes around.

-not fanfic- just some photos of gerard with red and teal roots cause i just saved a shit ton into my phone