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FEATURING VALENTINA SAXE

Valentina couldn’t believe it but she was actually nervous. She had become so desensitized to going on dates with strange men, their pockets overflowing with money but their lives lonely enough to keep calling a gang to bring them an escort for a night, that she knew she shouldn’t be so nervous but she was. She was used to being picked up by cars and limos but never a bike, and she’d never admit it but she definitely was terrified, solely because she never had much experience being on one. That terror eased to excitement eventually, though, as she allowed herself to enjoy it, the cool wind in her hair, the sounds of the rest of Charming muted until all she could feel and hear was Robert. “All good,” Valentina said before realizing that she should be louder so he could hear her over the engine and the wind. “All good! This is pretty great!” Valentina said, unable to let out a loud, carefree laugh. This definitely hadn’t been how she expected the night to go but it was so, so, so much better.

Even better when the bike slowed down to a stop and she realized she had taken him back to his place, and a thrill rushed through her at the thought of just being able to talk to him without the fear of anybody else finding out. No guilt, no judgment, just her doing what she wanted, with the benefits of alcohol she’s also pretty excited to consume. “Would it be weird of me to say that I’m actually pretty excited to see your book collection?” Valentina murmured, letting out a soft laugh as she hopped off the bike, tugging at the ends of her dress before self-consciously running a hand through her hair. “Please tell me I don’t look like a scarecrow right about now?” She asked, giggling as she reached out and slipped her hand onto the crook of his arm, letting him lead the way. God, she couldn’t help but think. Were those actual butterflies? Wait, no, maybe that was just hunger. She started to internally panic at the mere thought of her stomach grumbling in his presence and Val knew that was not sexy at all, hence why she hesitated slightly near the door. “This is going to sound like a really weird request since it’s your house, but… you think I could whip some food up for the both of us?”

As he guided the bike into the small stretch of pavement in front of his house, Rob smiled and looked over his shoulder towards Val as she hopped off. The sound of her soft laughter made him feel warm... Not that he’d ever admit that to anyone but himself. “Nah, definitely not weird. I do have quite an extensive book collection. It’s impressive, if I do say so myself. I’d be more weirded out if you didn’t want to see it.” He joked while getting off the bike himself and pocketing the keys. Rob’s eyes gave Val a once over and at the sight of her, he couldn’t help but let his lips move in an appreciative smile. Her cheeks were flushed, most likely due to the wind biting them while they rode the bike and her hair a bit in disarray, probably for the same reason. “You don’t look the least bit like a scarecrow. If you did, it’d be the most beautiful scarecrow I’ve ever seen.” His words were honest, while he placed his elbow out for her to be able to place her arm into it and guided her towards his home.

He’d never admit it, but he was nervous. It wasn’t like he hadn’t invited women back to his place before, but there was something about Valentina that caused him to feel this had more meaning than any of his previous encounters. When she asks him about cooking, Rob cocks a brow as he unlocks the door to his place, “Sure thing. I can’t promise how much edible food I actually have in here, but go nuts.” A chuckle leaves him as he ushers her through the door, sparing a look down the street to make sure no one followed them before closing it behind them. “The kitchen’s right through there.” He points while removing his kutte and moving towards the living room to play some music. It’s sheer habit and something he does every time he comes home. Music to drown out whatever’s happened throughout the day. “You mind some music?” He calls out over his shoulder, while he looks through his CDs to find something calming.

#featuring — valentina saxe.#robert langley — interactions.

FEATURING AZRA TEZEL

location: charming auto

with: robert langley

@robert-langley

if she could help it, she avoided charming auto like the plague. simply because she didn’t want to have to deal with the devils. there was nothing actually wrong with her car but she was there for another reason. azra was working on a new project and she was in need of some possibly recycled materials. that was the sole reason that she was there. no one seemed to have noticed her because they were all working. though she glanced around only for her eyes to land on a familiar face. the second that she spotted robert, her lips curved into a smirk. he was standing in the doorway of the office and seemed to be looking at whatever was on the clipboard. she cleared her throat only to yell out,” hey pretty boy!” that caused a few people to stare but that didn’t deter her,” who’s in charge of this place? i am hoping to get some supplies unless you can help me?”

Looking down at the numbers for the auto shop, Robert didn’t exactly feel inclined to look up when someone called out, too engulfed by the numbers. It wasn’t until the other man in the office nudged him and he looked up. When seeing Azra Tezel he instantly rolled his eyes, knowing the woman was nothing but trouble, but choosing to remain calm. He walked over towards her and tilted his head slightly, “I might be able to help you. Depends on what you need though?” He asked politely. Robert had never been a guy with the biggest temper, but Azra was one of the few people who got a slight rise out of him. A rise he did everything to keep hidden.

#featuring — azra tezel.#robert langley — interactions.

FEATURING RAFAEL GRAVES

rafael never knew what to think of robert and he doubted he ever would. the one thing he did know was that he had to deal with him. after all he was a devil and that meant they were brothers. granted he did his best to avoid interacting with him whenever he could. he was relieved that rob didn’t seem to have a problem with what he was asking. he had to think for a moment considering he had just gotten off the phone,” right off main street,” he said after a moment,” some idiot teenager ran into a mail box, fucked up her father’s car.” it was sadly not an uncommon occurrence. he was just relieved that it wasn’t anything major. it meant more work for the guys and that was what mattered. it was doubtful that things were going to ever be different between him and rob. if he wanted he could try to understand why someone like him was part of the devils.

“Sure thing. I’ll head over there.” He nodded after gathering his slight annoyance at the thought of some idiot kid, fucking up their parents car for a joyride. He wanted to roll his eyes and definitely didn’t particularly want to deal with this kid or their parents, but with Rafael being wary of Robert the latter knew better than to try and avoid work. What he couldn’t understand was why he was taking care of this, and not one of the prospects – An opinion he chose to voice, “Hey Raf, man... Why aren’t you sending one of the prospects?” He asked as his fingers toyed with the keys to the tow truck and he casually crossed his arms. Not defensively, but out of sheer habit. Maybe this wasn’t the best time to question the other, but Robert was a curious man and at times his curiosity couldn’t be controlled.

#robert langley — interactions.#featuring — rafael graves.

FEATURING LENA MARTINEZ

at first she had thought it would be a one time occurrence. the first time she had brought robert food it had been because she actually had extra food. that was when she realized that he didn’t have the best habits when it came to taking care of himself. she knew already the second the door opened that he had been lost in his work. she was happy that he at least seemed open to the idea,” good.” she knew the answer to her question before she even asked it. there were times she really didn’t understand how he could forget to do the basic things,” you know i’m going to start lecturing you if you don’t start to take better care of yourself.” she was following him into his house and together they were walking over to his kitchen table. she was going to pull out all the containers and glanced around as she did,” so are you going to tell me what you’re working on that’s made you get so lost in it?”

Still a bit hazy from being lost in the club numbers, Robert shook his head again and rubbed his eyes. He’d forgotten to put on his glasses while looking at the paperwork, which had resulted in a slight headache. Slowly feeling somewhat human again, the man looked around for his pack of cigarettes and pulled one out of the pack. Patting himself down for a lighter, he then lit it up and shrugged, “You can lecture all you want, Len. It isn’t gonna change a thing. So wouldn’t you rather just keep being the friendly neighbor who brings me food?” A chuckle left him as he sat down at the kitchen table, wanting to help out but not knowing what to do. Besides, Lena probably knew his kitchen better than he did at this point. Placing his arms against the table, Robert leaned over them and shrugged as he smiled, “Club stuff. Numbers and all that stuff. Can’t discuss it further.” He sent her a reassuring smile while looking at the containers she dragged out of her tote, “Are you gonna tell me what made you inclined to cook for an army this time?”

#robert langley — interactions.#featuring — lena martinez.

FEATURING VALENTINA SAXE

Flirting with people and spending time with them was the whole point of Valentina’s job. She dolls herself up to be looked at and be talked to for so many years now, that it was almost like she went on autopilot with people. Tell them what they want to hear, smile, and then leave before things got past the surface level. That was why she was always so taken aback when she felt the urge to actually want to get to know somebody more – and that was exactly what it was with Rob. From the first time they met when he was the one giving her some company when she got stood up, she had always felt this intrigue, this desire to know more about this quiet man who liked his books and who had been so nice to her yet somehow was caught up in the Devils. Also, that saying about how you want the things you can’t have definitely applied here too because she definitely disliked the Devils. However, that night, after trying so hard to catch his eye while listening to the music, she felt her heart skip a beat once she finally got his attention. It was like the breath rushed out of her at that silent invitation, which surprised her because she had always been so in control of her emotions. She had to be for her job. She wasn’t one who usually felt giddy. After saying a flimsy excuse to her friends about leaving something at her apartment, she followed Rob towards where his bike was and showed him an almost shy smile as she reached him. “I’m more than happy to let you lead me anywhere, just promise me there’ll be alcohol,” Valentina jokingly said before swallowing thickly and climbing up on his bike after him, tugging down the hem of her dress down her legs before wrapping her arms around his larger frame. “This okay?” She asked gently.

Hearing Valentina’s voice behind him, Robert let out a breath he hadn’t know he’d been holding. A breath held in anticipation and hope that she’d follow him to his bike, and when knowing she did, a flood of relief rushed through him. “There will most certainly be alcohol.” He chuckled lightheartedly as he straddled his Harley, and placed his hands on the handlebars. At the feel of her arms around him, he closed his eyes and nodded. “That’s just fine.” He avoided calling her a pet name, knowing many of her clients probably did. Instead Robert placed his hands on hers and squeezed gently as he opened his eyes, “Now hold on tight.” He wasn’t aware of how much experience she had with bikes, so instead he chose to explain quickly while he backed the bike out with the force of his legs, “Just lean when I lean, don’t squeeze the life out of me and we should be good.” The chuckle that left him, did so just as he sent the bike flying down the street. They had to get out of there, before someone noticed them together, and people who knew Robert, knew he didn’t let just anybody on the back of his bike. If his crew saw him, they’d bombard him with questions, even if they didn’t see who currently sat behind him. As they made their way further and further from Main Street, Robert visibly relaxed, partly due to riding and partly due to not having been caught, and quickly shouted over his shoulder, “How’re you doin’ back there?” The feel of her arms around him felt great and despite the fact that they were heading towards his place, a part of him wanted to keep riding just to enjoy the feel of her thighs squeezing him and her arms around his middle.

#featuring — valentina saxe.#robert langley — interactions.

LOCATION: Main Street music night

DATE: Saturday February 13th

WITH: @valentinas

Robert and some of the other Disciples had decided to venture from the clubhouse for a night of music on Main Street. They’d just parked their bikes a little ways down the street and as they walked and joked as a group, Rob spotted a familiar face with her own group of friends. Valentina Saxe. The woman was a stunner, no doubt about it, and Rob seemed unable to resist her. Unfortunately she was currently walking with a group of Wolves, which meant he couldn’t very well single her out; especially not while wearing his kutte. Telling his brothers and sisters to go ahead and that he’d catch up, Robert leaned against a wall and pulled a pack of cigarettes out of his chest pocket. Lighting one up and taking a drag, the cigarette lingered in front of his mouth while his eyes discreetly followed Valentina and her group. When she looked up and he caught her eye, the man cocked a brow while his tongue darted out to moisten his lower lip. He hadn’t had any intention of coming to Main Street and straying from his crew, but the woman had an invisible hold on him. Robert felt a crazy need to spend time with her, and with the way she was dressed and her carefree way of carrying herself, made him want more. Nodding towards his bike, he then tilted his head to the side in a silent question of whether or not she wanted to join him at his place, before he pushed off from the wall he’d been leaned against and headed towards the bike without looking back, hoping with all his might that she’d be able to drag herself away from her own crew.

#featuring — valentina saxe.#robert langley — interactions.

HONESTY HOUR & MEME DAY

ROBERT LANGLEY

DAMIAN MAXWELL

WESLEY MADDOX

DOMINIC COOK

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FEATURING VALENTINA SAXE

“Leaving so soon?” Valentina asked, her tone playful as she sat down. She could still vividly remember how the two of them had met, how she had been completely blown off by a client who never showed up, despite her sticking around for hours after their agreed time, only for Rob to take pity on her and actually give her some company. She couldn’t imagine how absolutely pitiful it must have looked to others, how she was sitting around and fidgeting, the smile on her face waning by the minute, only to still be alone at a table for two hours later. What she hadn’t expected though was how the night would turn completely around, and for her to actually enjoy his company. A Devil’s company. She understood the hesitation in making their ‘friendship’ or perhaps ‘acquaintance’ more public, but she was in too much need for caffeine to really care. “Maybe you can… keep me company again. Heaven knows you’ve done a great job the last time,” Val said, showing him a small smile. “Don’t worry,” she added, her voice dropping in volume. “Anyone can see how packed this diner is at this time and I’m just very lucky to have found a seat.”

Valentina had this way about her, which made him want to stay. Despite the fact that he felt spending time with her was, in some sense, betraying his own club. He’d told himself that too, the night they’d met, yet somehow hadn’t been able to take his leave. He tried to tell himself that she was just an escort for the Wolves. It wasn’t like she was in management as far as he knew, but the thoughts of betrayal still lingered. Despite this internal struggle, Robert decided there was no harm in staying a little while. He put the last of his papers in the folder and placed it to the side of the table, before continuing to sip the cup of coffee in his hands. Her words stuck and Rob nodded quickly as the waitress arrived with his plate of food. It looked like it was enough to feed a whole army, but Rob looked up and thanked the woman when grabbing his fork and stabbing into a piece of scrambled egg. Looking over towards Val as he chewed, the man then leaned back in his seat. “What brings you here this early?” He asked politely, before snatching a piece of bacon from the plate and begun chewing it.

#robert langley — interactions.#featuring — valentina saxe.

FEATURING LENA MARTINEZ

Location: Robert’s Home

With: Robert Langley

@robert-langley

it wasn’t the first time that she made far too much food. half the time when she cooked she always had tons of leftovers. lena had decided to pack some up after she realized just how much would still be there. the last thing that she wanted was to end up with half of it going bad and being tossed. she placed the containers into the reusable tote bag that she almost always used. after that she made sure she had her phone and keys before heading out the front door. it was the familiar walk down the front path, along the sidewalk and then heading right up the front path that led to robert’s home. she patiently knocked and waited for him to open the door. the second he did she was holding the bag up,” i made some enchiladas and some rice,” she said in lieu of a greeting,” and i’m guessing you haven’t eaten have you?”

Robert had locked himself away in his house for a couple of days now, barely coming up for air while sorting through the club’s correspondence. When hearing the knock on the door, he was suddenly ripped out of his own little bubble of words on pages and quickly shook his head to try to adjust to the real world. Heading towards the door only to open it and see Lena’s face, a hint of a smile appeared on his lips as he nodded slightly, “Enchiladas and rice sound good.” His face twisted into that of guilt, when he shook his head at her question. He had never been the best at taking care of himself when he got into his own world. Which was why having Lena as a neighbor never really hurt, as she time and time again seemed to make too much food. “Come in. It’s a mess in here, but the kitchen table is empty.” She already knew this, as it was where they shared most of their meals, but still Robert moved out of the doorway and guided her towards his kitchen.

#featuring — lena martinez.#robert langley — interactions.

FEATURING RAFAEL GRAVES

Location: Charming Auto

With: Robert Langley

@robert-langley

“robert!” called out raf after having hung up the phone. the garage was chaos which was basically normal. he tended to try to avoid speaking directly with robert. there was something about him that rafael just didn’t entirely understand or perhaps even like. he was clearing his throat and going to grab a set of keys off the wall. only to toss them towards robert and hoped that he would catch him,” there was an accident, they need a tow.” he didn’t have anyone else to send and he knew that he couldn’t leave. he still had to go over the paperwork that was piling up on his desk,” after you come back you can cut out of here, alright?”

There was always this awkward tension between Rafael and Robert, but the latter had never understood why. He has his suspicions that the vice-president didn’t care for him too much, but rather than dwell on it, Robert chose to just go through the motions. Hearing his name called out while he had his head buried deep under the hood of a vehicle that had come in earlier in the day, he pulled himself out and just barely managed to catch the keys being tossed his way. Looking at the other with a passive expression, Rob then nodded and walked towards the other. “Where was the accident?” He asked, needing to know where he was headed. The cold atmosphere between them had begun to bother Robert as of late, but not one to test his own fate, he chose not to ask about it. He was a smart man, albeit a bit too isolated at times, but he knew when to pick his battles, and Rafael not caring for him was a battle he’d likely lose.

#featuring — rafael graves.#robert langley — interactions.

FEATURING VALENTINA SAXE

Location: Hale’s Diner

With: Anyone!

@charmingstarters

Valentina stopped in surprise at the entrance once she realized how packed the diner was. That was her fault for thinking it wouldn’t have a lot of people when it was so early in the morning, when she should have known it would be full of people who were as needy for coffee as she knew she looked. “Hey,” she said, showing the person a smile as soon as she spotted a vacant chair. “You mind if I could maybe sit here?” Valentina asked, wanting to turn on the charm she usually reserved for her customers but it was hard to when she still felt like she was half-asleep. “I’m not part of the usual breakfast crowd around here but my coffee maker’s broken,” she explained. “I promise I won’t be too loud if you’re one of those people nursing a weekday hangover,” Val added with a light laugh.

Sitting at Hale’s during the morning rush, was far from Robert’s favorite place to be – But the eggs were delicious, bacon cooked to perfection and pancakes so fluffy he felt he could fly after eating them and those were good enough reasons to him, to venture into the diner this early in the morning. Sitting at a table for two, the seat in front of him was unoccupied, while Rob held a cup of coffee in one hand and a pencil in the other. He looked up from the paper he was scribbling on when hearing a familiar female voice greet him. Flipping his papers over to face down out of sheer habit, Rob then looked up with a small smile, trying his very best to look disinterested to the people around them – Charming was small and word traveled fast. If the Disciples found out he was seen sitting at a table with a Wolf making pleasant conversation, there’d be trouble ahead. “Take a seat” He spoke with a small nod and begun putting the papers away in a folder. “I was just heading out anyways” He lied, when what he wanted most was to tell her to sit in order for them to openly spend time together. The last thing he wanted was to pack up his things, but he proceeded to gather the papers from the table and put them in the folder to make room for the woman.

#featuring — valentina saxe.#robert langley — interactions.

FEATURING CLIFF KILMAN

Location: La Luna

With: Anyone!

@charmingstarters

“On a scale of fluffy bunnies to fucking furious, how mad are you still about what happened at that town shooting?” He asked as he nursed his beer, turning towards the poor soul that had the unluckiness of being next to him during this fine night he decided to drink himself to a stupor his brain needs just to have a good night’s sleep. Without waiting for an answer, he barged on with his own thoughts. “Because sometimes, I can sit here and actually have a good time. Sometimes I don’t even fucking think about it, you know? Like it’s so easy to just forget about it happening. Then that guilt just starts dropping in all unwelcome, kinda making me feel like we all don’t deserve to be happy when that shit happened right here in this town,” Cliff admitted with a shake of his head, remembering himself, remembering where he was and why he wanted to drink in the first place. This was NOT how he wanted his night to go. Slapping his hand on the bar, more to wake himself up than anything, he turned back towards the other with a mischievous grin. “You think I’m full of shit or what?”

Robert sat next to his brother and friend, but didn’t say a word when he asked him a question; instead opting to take a sip of his own beer, inhale a deep breath and then leaning back in his seat. Knowing Cliff quite well, after years of being in the Devil’s Disciples together, Robert had an idea that the other would continue to speak, since clearly something was on his mind – Especially with the amount of alcohol he had consumed. Just before Robert begun thinking he might have been wrong about his assumption, Cliff continued and it caused Rob to cock a brow and look towards the other, “You need to put that guilt away, right-the-fuck-now. Charming’s our home. Mistakes have been made and lives have been lost, but that does not mean we get to wallow. Get your head out of your ass, man” The otherwise quiet man shook his head, before taking another sip of his beer, looking towards the wall filled with bottles behind the bar, and nodding with a small smile, “And yes. You are full of shit... And a constant pain in my ass.” Robert wasn’t usually a harsh man, but what he knew was that he needed the Road Captain to keep a level head. If what he had just described, were the feelings he was walking around with, weighing on his chest, then he needed to get them locked down, or it would most likely end in disaster.

#featuring — cliff kilman.#robert langley — interactions.

Hi my lovelies! It’s Korrie here with intro 2 / 4 and this one is for my dude Robert Langley. If you’d like to plot with him, feel free to like this or hit me up either here or on Discord ( coffee hoe#6551 ). Now that that’s all out of the way, let’s get to it, shall we? TW: Gambling, death threats, depression. @charmingextra

#charmingintro #introduction.

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ROBERT LANGLEY

Age: Thirty-eight

Gender: Cis man

Pronouns: He/him

Occupation: Devil’s Disciples secretary and mechanic at Charming Auto

Face Claim: Charlie Hunnam

Length of stay in Charming: Fifteen years

INTERVIEW

TW: Brief mentions of violence

How do you feel about the Devil’s Disciples and the Wicked Wolves?

Robert has never been a man of many words, always having preferred to rather let his actions speak for him. So being forced to sit down and answer questions is far from something he’s looked forward to, which is noticable in the uncomfortable way he shifts in his seat when the question is asked. “C'mon. Do I really need to answer this?” He’s always been proud to be a Disciple, but when people ask questions about the club and their relationship with the gang, he’s noticed throughout the years, it’s usually because they’re searching for information he’s not willing to give. “The Disciples are solid people. How do I feel about them? I enjoy their company and I’m fond of them. Family and all that.” The man runs his hand through blonde strands, realizing he needs to get a haircut as he does so. “How I feel about the Wolves is questionable. Different ideals and all that, y'know?” Robert shrugs and looks away, hoping this interview will be over soon enough.

What’s the most important thing to you?

Clearing his throat, Robert then looks back towards the other. “It’s pretty self explanitory, really. I’m apart of an MC, so the club, my bike and my freedom are very important to me.” He doesn’t mention how numbers can be calming, how he doesn’t mind pulling away from the club every now and then to spend time at his house reading a book or crunching the numbers for the club, in his own space and company. In reality what’s most important to him, is the club and having his mind right.

What are you most scared of?

He wonders whether or not he should tell them that his biggest fear is losing his mind or losing the ability to think, but decides against it and rather decides to shrug and play it off, “I’m not crazy about clowns, but that’s neither here nor there.” He chuckles and cracks his knuckles. “I’m not saying I’d run away scared, but clowns freak me the fuck out. So fair warning, I’m gonna punch any clown that tries to get close to me” Another shrug and he’s ready to move on to the next question.

If you could have a million dollars right now, what would you do with it?

He’s not about to tell them that he’s held that much money in his hands in Vegas a couple of times when he was younger. Having always been good with numbers, gambling and statistics came easily and got him far in the City of Sin. It was his recklessness that became his downfall. “Nowadays, I don’t really need much” Robert shrugs before tapping his chin, “I guess I would modify my bike. Definitely throw some of the money into the club. And then just… Live life like I am now, basically.”

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