#ft. peyton dyer

[lonelyhcart]

💰 + peyton

"Pey,"

Voice soft, the way it always was when she was finally able to have an interaction with her brother after his big move.

" quoi! "

Caught off guard by his simple question, she asks, pulling her phone away from her ear to check the time. It's late, or rather early - around 3am. "You need how much?."

Rowan's mind raced, a whirlwind of questions swirling within her. Her eyes squeezed shut as she attempted to calculate the impossible: how many extra shifts would it take to recoup the sum he'd just requested? The answer.. Far too many.

" No, don't worry. I can do it, just give me a few seconds. "

She's sure if the tables were turned, he'd be the first to offer help without hesitation.

"I just sent it but it comes with a condition."

She pauses briefly, inhaling a deep breath as her free hand rubs some sleep from her eyes.

"You have to call me more, I miss you."

@pytndyer

[clarexflannery]

Closed: @pytndyer

Location: Abandoned beach entry.

In between trying to build her portfolio and taking commission work, Clare found herself exploring Aurora Bay. During her explorations, she discovered some hidden jewels and spots that were perfect for finding seclusion. Even though she was enjoying being back around her makeshift family, she still desired some time alone. This was a bit challenging with a baby's high-pitched cry every few hours. One of her recent finds was a decrepit pier that extended out into the ocean. "Um...hi?" she said as she carefully balanced her way across. "Who are you?"

[lonelyhcart]

ft. @pytndyer

It’s funnier if you read her texts

[robinsantos]

📸 + peyton

✧ — ⋆ 𝐒𝐎𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐀 & 𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 . // @pytndyer

[gracecromwell]

11 + peyton

a song my muse would dedicate to yours

@pytndyer

[luckylewis]

closed for: @pytndyer

“Peyton! Hey! Peyton!” Lucky says loudly in greeting, his voice carrying more than it usually did, the alcohol in his system making him more boisterous than he would be on a normal day. He slips around a quad of friends so he could make his way towards his own, thrilled to be seeing him somewhere that wasn’t the shared waiting room of a therapist’s office.

( Much less depressing. )

“I didn’t know you were coming tonight. That outfit is so cool though, you went all out with the suspenders and everything.”

[lonelyhcart]

if they had good news, who would hear it first?

" Most definitely Peyton & Sloane ! I'd call one while simultaneously texting the other. They're my people. "

( @dancingdanvers & @pytndyer )

[lonelyhcart]

😱 + Peyton

@pytndyer

[lonelyhcart]

💀 + peyton

Rowan: omg, the one time i really need u to answer ur phone & u don't Rowan: my tire popped 😭 Rowan: and dad is busy Rowan: 🆘 Rowan: if i end up getting murdered while i wait for you, i hope kali drags ur name through the mud when she makes an episode about me.

@pytndyer & ft. @screamqueen-slater

[luckylewis]

📘 + Peyton

send 📘 for a facebook status about your muse // @pytndyer

✧ — ⋆    𝐒𝐎𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐀 & 𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 . 

[luckylewis]

🕰️ + peyton

🕰️ an early morning text.

LUCKY 📲: Guess who's awake before noon on a day off where he doesn't have his daughter LUCKY 📲: It's me LUCKY 📲: Defeating that antidepressant drowsiness one (five) snooze buttons at a time LUCKY 📲: Want to go for a walk?

texting starters // @pytndyer

[lonelyhcart]

LONELYHCART ; a dependent roleplay blog ft. rowan dyer that is penned by nicole , and affiliated with aurorabayrpg !

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THE BASICS

NAME: rowan noelle dyer .  NICKNAME(S): rory & ro .  PRONOUNS: she / her . GENDER: cis female. SEXUALITY: bi-sexual. BIRTHDAY: february 11th CURRENT RESIDENCE: ocean crest . FAMILY: father (unnamed)& brother ( peyton dyer ) .

PERSONALITY

+TRAITS: gregarious, assertive, candid. -TRAITS: presumptuous, impetuous, stubborn. LIKES: the beach, espresso martinis, cigarettes after sex, horror films, a good dive bar, children, a good conspiracy theory, her father & brother, live music, working in the er & an aesthetically pleasing instagram post.DISLIKES: her mother, crust on sandwiches, ugly scrubs, being told she looks like her mother, tourist, getting emotionally invested in new people, & avacado toast  .

APPERANCE

HAIRCOLOR: natural brunette, currently bleached blonde . HAIR LENGTH: a little past her shoulders / mid back. EYECOLOR: brown. HEIGHT: 5'3’’. BODY TYPE: petite / slender. SIGNATURE SCENT: replica, beach walk.SCARS / MARKINGS : burn mark on left ancle (from glue gun). TATTOOS / PIERCINGS : double lobe piercings on both ears.

BIO the following are mentioned briefly (tw. child abandonment, & teen pregnancy/abortion.)

Rowan Dyer, much like everything else in her life, was born out of an accident. conceived by a couple who had ultimately had agreed on, ’ one and done ’ - much to their dismay and a forgotten birth control pill, the youngest dyer had been conceived. her parents decision to embrace the unexpected pregnancy led to the creation of love and family that surpassed all expectations. Just two days after their birth, they brought her home to meet someone who would become a pillar in her life - Peyton. The meeting was emotional one, tears flowing freely as Mr & Mrs. Dyer witness the two interact. Rowan, too young to grasp the significance, simply cooed and yawned. Surrounded by love, Rowan grew up blissfully unaware of the financial crisis her family was going through. Her parents had dedicated themselves to ensuring that Rowan and her brother had received all the love and care in the world. They had been the epitome of perfect parents, until her mother had decided to leave. She vividly remembers the day her father took them to the local ice cream parlor, trying to soften the blow for his young children. The look of pity in his eyes and the man’s words have stayed with her all these years: “ Mommy left, but she’s very happy now and we’ll be happy eventually too. ” The young girl had been overcome with emotions from that moment on. She struggled with unruly anger towards the woman who had abandoned her family, and felt consumed by guilt, wondering if her birth was the cause of the situation. Holidays such as Mother’s Day had become days she had resented. While her classmates were drawling pictures for their mothers, she was drawing them for her father and brother. While people tend to say that wounds heal with time, this wasn’t necessarily the case for Rowan. Over time, her coping mechanism of filling the void left by her mother became more reckless. With the friend group that she and Peyton had found themselves in, it wasn’t difficult to find trouble. At the tender age of seventeen, Rowan found herself caught in the tumultuous storm of teenage pregnancy, succumbing to the statistics that often haunt young adults. It was her junior year of high school when her on-again, off-again boyfriend had conceived. Determined to keep her pregnancy a secret, Rowan concealed the truth from her community. She also kept it from her now ex-boyfriend, confiding only in her older brother. After several days of conversations and acknowledging her fears, they decided that the best course of action was to pursue an abortion. When Peyton made the decision to leave during her senior year of high school, Rowan was heartbroken. Despite feeling some initial resentment toward her brother, she eventually came to understand that it was necessary for his own benefit. And with him no longer around to take care of her, she had to learn to take care of herself. Upon graduating from high school, although hesitant about the change at first, her commitment to self-improvement ultimately resulted in her obtaining a medical administrative assistant certificate. And after saving up a couple months worth of rent she was able to secure a great deal on a two bedroom apartment, which she shared with a roommate until three years ago when her brother came back to town. Although life has it’s ups and downs, she has found contentment in her current situation. She still grapples with her emotions, but she has learned to handle them in a healthy way unlike when she was child. Like many young adults residing in the town of Aurora Bay, she persists in learning and evolving with each passing day.

Headcannons

+ retired mama's girl, now officially a daddy's/brother's girl. + has a tendency to get attached to people easily, & hates herself for it. + burn on her leg is from attempting to badazzle her leg as a young child w/ the help of a hot glue gun. + hope you’re ready bc the girl is a YAPPER. + very bad at asking for help.  + has a tendency to act / speak without thanking, which tends to lead her into some trouble.  + lives by the open door policy , her home is always open to those who are in need or are just looking to hangout. 

Wanted Connections

best friends / childhood friends / hospital co-workers / that one ex from high school / exes / patients she may know from the hospital / unlikely friends / previous roommate / mother figure / brothers friends / neighbors / & totally up for plotting for future plots and brainstorming up ideas.

CURRENT CONNECTIONS

brother: peyton dyer . // friends: karlina slater-horne .   axel mathis .  scarlet young .  isla dubois .   darcy anthony .  uly flynn . // best friend: sterling levin . // recent ex (on / off again, bff, & fwb): jay winston . // old fling : wes evans . 

[clarexflannery]

"Peyton," she said with a small nod before she got to a spot where she could sit safely and not fall into the ocean. Enough distance through from the stranger that if they tried anything weird, she could hit him over the head with her book and water bottle and get some distance on them. "I'm Clare." Taking a look out at the water, she couldn't help but take a deep breath and embrace the ocean waves and the bird squawking in the distance.

"Uh yeah…I found it about two weeks ago. I prefer the quiet over the noisy and crowded beach." It provided her the space to think freely and even get a few chapters in whatever book she was reading any given day. "Are you from here?"

It may seem like Peyton was always either at home or at working at the library, but there were times he was outside-not where the general public would hang out, but he would go out. It was nice to get away from the quiet bustle at the library and especially away from home. He was lost in thought when he heard a creak on the wooden pier, turning towards a woman that was walking his way. "Hi." Surprised, he waved at her although he didn't mind the intrusion, he was kind of bummed his alone time was over.

"Peyton, who are you?" He asks, confused that she was encroaching on him yet acting as if he was the one encroaching on her. He was surprised that she had ventured over to this side of the beach. "Seems like you made it to the quiet side of the beach." He added as he straightened up his posture. @clarexflannery