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roxanne bannister sideblog of hopelesswxnderers

[ofroxannebannister]

LOGAN‌:

There was a major difference between Logan and Roxanne. Logan was one that just did. She did everything that she was able to do. She didn’t have a care in the world. If she did, or if she worried, she would never be able to pull the trigger. Roxanne was a worrier. She worried about every single thing to the point that she over worried. “Of course I’m certain.” Logan said matter of factly, knowing that this was what she wanted. She wanted to at least try this. She knew what she wanted. Everything else was going to just figure itself out as time went on. “Are you sure you want to be dating a cripple with one leg?” She asked, knowing that Roxanne didn’t know about the biggest life altering injury she endured when the helicopter exploded. “I think I’ll be able to do that. There’s a lot of ground to cover then because I have a list of places to show you. But first, lets get you home.”

“You lost your leg?” the brunette gasped with sympathy. Mostly she felt terrible that she hadn’t been there to help. “I’m still sure. Your leg isn’t your body part I found the most useful,” Roxanne joked, stepping forwards to wrap her arms around Logan. It was difficult to take her eyes off of her. She hadn’t expected to see her again until they’d accidentally got back in contact. Things were happening very quickly, but for once Roxanne didn’t care. She felt so lonely back home at times and whilst she knew she needed to go back there, she felt at home when she was around Logan. No matter how long they’d been apart. “You made a list? This is why you are so freakin’ adorable.” The woman reached up to press her lips against the other woman’s. “Show me your place.”

[amyjacksonedits]

Amy Jackson photographed by Mark Barnfield (2017)

[ofroxannebannister]

Starter call! 

Like for a starter from Roxanne

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silentiumxamoris‌:

Noel would eventually forgive Roxanne, it was going to take some time and definite effort on her part to not check if the other had up and left but she would get there. As stubborn as she was, there was still rather deep feelings for the other. “The storage room needs gone through and I’ve been putting it off but it needs to get done. I’m just dreading it. And hey if you know plumbing, the bathroom sink won’t stop dripping.”

She could tell that Noel was still angry at her, but there was still nobody else she wanted to be around more. “I’ll help with both. Sofia has a terrible flat and I’ve had to fix things there before so I can’t see why I won’t be able to fix it,” she responded, happy to help as best as she could. “Where’s the storage room? Lead the way.”

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nxfxlibata‌:

Things weren’t the same as they were three years ago. There was a lot that happened since the last time the two of them wrote each other. But, did anyone really expect that things would stay the same? As time moved on, things were bound to change. There was so much in Logan’s life that was different from back then. She was no longer in the Army Ranger. She was no longer in the military at all. But that’s what happened when one’s plane blows up while they were in it. Now, Logan was an FBI agent. Her appearance was generally the same. She had the same short red hair, the bulging muscles, and had the same style. The only thing really different about her was that her body collected more scars. She was still trying her best to recover from all of the injuries she endured. But, she was still the same person she was way back when. 

A part of Logan was scared that things between Roxanne and her would never be the same as they were. She was nervous that there was far too much time between them that they wouldn’t be able to get back to that. Maybe they wouldn’t be able to get past a prison stay and an almost death. But all of those worries vanished at the site of the woman she loved. Just having Roxanne in her arms made her entire world feel complete. She never knew what she was missing until Roxanne left her. Now for the first time in years her life felt complete. “This is real, pretty girl.” Logan said softly, keeping the shorter woman lose to her. She placed a gentle kiss on top of her head, never wanting to let go. “This is reality and the reality of it all is that I’m in love with you.”

“Are you certain you want to be dating an ex-prisoner?” Though she’d been innocent in what she’d landed in prison for, she'd still known about the act of the real crime. She’d still been involved, just not in the way the rest of her family had. And people never liked to believe the truth anyway, so they’d still believe her to have been in there for a better reason. It had been all over the papers, after all. She’d never exactly looked like your typical criminal so it had sparked attention. “An ex-prisoner who doesn’t even live in the same country as you?” Whilst Roxanne usually acted like she had everything in her life sorted out, she did sometimes over-worry about things. She was too much of a realist. 

The dark-haired woman let out a sigh. “I’m in love with you too. Let’s enjoy our time together without thinking about the future.” She was telling herself more than anything; forcing herself not to worry. “Show me the best places around here. I want to get started right away, I don’t want to waste a single second of our time together.”

[amyjacksonedits]

Amy Jackson photographed by Mark Barnfield (2017)

[ofroxannebannister]

nxfxlibata:

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For Logan, emotions were never a thing. She never learned how to feel properly like everyone else. Growing up, she rarely was able to form meaningful relationships with anyone since she was constantly moving from place to place. The first time she had anything meaningful was when she joined the military. Even then, she due to her high caliber position, she was pretty much trained on how to be emotionless. Logan wasn’t able to feel as an Army Ranger. If she did, some of the things that she did would have ruined her. But when she met the rest of her squad, it was the first time she had anything that mattered. Logan was finally able to feel something. She was able to form relationships that she would risk everything for. And honestly she did. Multiple times.

There at times that Logan can still be emotionless. She reverted back to her training and to her past. It was hard not to. It was honestly who she was. But right now, all of the emotions she could possibly feel were inside of her. Rightfully so. Logan was standing there in the middle of the airport waiting for Roxanne to come down that escalator. This was the woman she fell in love with all those years ago. The woman that stole her heart but broke it - unintentionally - as well. Logan had never felt anything like what she felt for Roxanne. But, then again she hadn’t had much experience when it came to romance. She was in the Army for ten years and before that she was a military brat. The only thing she was good at was the sexual parts. Looking up, a wide smile appeared across the redhead’s lips when she saw the woman that she was in love with come down the escalator. She stood there with her dorky hand made sign that read “Roxanne Bradford” with her smile getting larger and larger by the second. “Hi pretty girl.” She said softly before wrapping the younger woman in her arms.

All her life Roxanne had been searching for something, someone. A feeling of being home, a feeling of belonging. She’d always been the black sheep of her family. Far more timid than the rest of them. Sometimes she didn’t think she was related to any of them at all, despite her decent relationship with her sister. But Sofia was hardly comforting. She didn’t have the compassion or kindness that filled Roxanne. She was careless, whilst Roxanne cared too much. 

But she’d changed more since her time in prison and she worried that Logan wouldn’t like her as much. She knew how to throw a punch now, she knew how to stick up for herself. She’d even taught herself karate. Her positive traits still remained, but she was fiercer than before. Her eyes reached out, looking in all directions for the woman of her dreams. She didn’t know if she might look different now. Roxanne did. She’d ditched the straight hair for lose curls and wore more makeup, particularly on her lips. A rush of adrenaline flooded her insides when she caught sight of Logan. She halted for a short moment to catch her breath before rushing to the woman’s side and into her arms. “I feel like I’m in a dream,” she admitted. “This is all real, isn’t it?”

[ofroxannebannister]

nxfxlibata:

Logan: You say that now but when there’s no shampoo you’ll regret it.

Roxanne: As much as I don’t want to have greasy hair around you, you’re forgetting I’ve been in prison.

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nxfxlibata:

Logan: I’m a woman of surprises, you did not. 

Logan: You saw my house on base. I still live the same even if I’ve been discharged. 

Logan: I pretty much have nothing.

Roxanne: Whatever you say, sweetheart. Roxanne: I don’t need anything. Roxanne: Only you.

[ofroxannebannister]

nxfxlibata:

Logan: The only treat I really need is you. 

Logan: I’m picking up another pillow and blanket. Should probably go grocery shopping too. 

Roxanne: I knew you’d say that. Roxanne: Look at you getting all prepared. It’s very sweet.

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nxfxlibata:

Logan: Just you. 

Logan: Oh, can you bring me those chocolates you got me hooked on? 

Roxanne: Of course, since it’s my fault you got hooked on them. Roxanne: I’ll bring you a couple more English treats too. Just to say thank you for having me.

[ofroxannebannister]

nxfxlibata:

Logan: There’s just not a lot in it. 

Logan: So if you need anything before you get here. Let me know. I already have a list. 

Roxanne: I was going to ask if you need me to bring anything with me? Roxanne: Do you need anything from England?

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nxfxlibata:

Logan: Of course you should. We haven’t seen each other in years.

Logan: I have one condition though, you’re not allowed to judge my apartment.

Roxanne: Why? What’s wrong with it?

[ofroxannebannister]

based on this open to: males

Roxanne was innocent and prison was lonely. That was what she put her feelings for the prison guard down to. It was stupid for the both of them, but neither could help themselves. It had just started with smile and a lot of eye contact, until next thing they knew they’d found a fairly private spot and slept with each other. Today Roxanne planned to put an end to it. She’d led him out into the prison garden and looked around to ensure nobody else was watching or nearby. “You are going to lose your job if this continues, haven’t you considered that? I’m going to get you into so much shit and imagine how everybody’s going to treat me if they find out. The other inmates already want to rip me to shreds because I’m so different to them.”

[ofroxannebannister]

nxfxlibata:

Logan: It looks like we are, pretty girl.

Roxanne: Should I be smiling this much right now?

[thechxsenones]

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“Oh.. You were being serious?” Alec laughed lightly, shaking his head. “We can’t call our son that.” He protested with a slight smile playing on his lips.

[ofroxannebannister]

“And why on earth would you say that?” Roxanne questioned. She wasn’t usually one for strange names, but she liked this one. “Albie is a perfectly normal name. It’s really popular at the moment. Do you really not like it?”

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windinthesail:

Roxanne: You had me worried for a moment.

Roxanne: Are you trying to be dirty?

Roxanne: I don't think I have. You might have to show me.

Saskia:

Roxanne: Hello? Are you still there?