Dante Teller

Dante Teller. Son of Jax. Redwood born, Reaper raised. The name comes with weight. I carry it. SOA OC FC Dylan Efron

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independent portrayal of Jax Teller. Mun 34. Drug , alcohol abuse . Ships w/Tara . sons of anarchy verse only keep your drama at bay don’t want or need it , here to write , Pinned by #Mayhem

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Killer with a heart" ♱ Princess of Charming #Soa / #Mayanmc 🥀Daughter of Jax Teller ☠️Modeling for living 🍒Enthusiasts for Motorcycles, ☠️Description, Major Trigger 🍒Warnings, Friendly Admin, ♡ & ↻🥀Roses.♡̷̷ˎˊ˗

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@MatriarchQueen_ “Something happened… and now I can’t really leave town.”

@MatriarchQueen_ himself and still came up short. “Uh… no,” he admitted, rubbing the back of his neck as his eyes flicked away for a moment before meeting hers again. “I haven’t exactly been staying out of trouble.”He shifted his weight slightly, jaw tightening. +++

@MatriarchQueen_ The knock comes this time but it’s brief, almost an afterthought, because Dante’s already pushing the door open before anyone can answer. He steps inside like muscle memory brought him there, eyes moving over the house in a slow sweep, taking in every ++

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It’s simple, but it lands heavier than anything else he could’ve said. He exhales through his nose, glancing off for a second before looking back at her. “Been a while,” he adds, softer now, hands settling on his hips like he’s not entirely sure what comes next.

There’s something quieter about him today less bite, more weight. When his eyes finally land on her, he pauses, studying her for a second longer than necessary. “…Hey, Grandma.” ++