#charm darling

[mosneakers]

Brick makes excellent progress at work, but starts to feel the struggle of trying to find his soulmate beginning to weigh on him. He turns to his siblings to help him through it—starting a Darling chatty family call.

Coraleye: I'm probably like... the last one you'd want to get advice from right now, bud. In case you forgot- I'm not doing so dandy, Briggie.

Sunglo: [Mechanical whirring in background] Yep. Count me out, as well. Unless you want me to build you a bot wife, I could probably manage that— after I finish rebuilding Cecilia anyway.

Charm: ...I mean, I am essentially the golden standard of love and romance, ya know... but none of you ever listen to what I have to say. Not that it matters anyway— my charisma can't be taught!

Coraleye: Couldn't you try like... any other Darling?

Brick: Nah. They always give the same shit: "listen to your heart" "follow your gut" "Just fucking find a brain and use it, dumb fuck."

Charm: Was that last one Aunt Salem?

Brick: Yeah dude. [Sigh] I dunno man, I don't think followin' my body parts is working. Maybe I should be taking a page from your story, Corie. How's your homewrecker arc going?

Coraleye: [Self-conscious chuckle] You'll have to tune into season 11 to find out!

Charm: Ha, yeah. Where we find out why the island had to deploy search parties for those good vibes you wrecked during your trip. Coraleye: Stop it! Look, I'm really sorry! I was emotionally compromised, and it was New Years Eve, and I was just...

Brick: Horny. We know, dude. It be like that sometimes.

Sunglo: Please don't enable this... Coraleye: NO. Chronically lonely! And maybe a little...

Charm: [Imitating Sunglo's voice] I can't partake in this debauchery, you heathens. You'll upset my tummy!

Coraleye: Well maybe cover your ears then!

Sunglo: [Groans] Can I just go?

All: NO!

Coraleye: Speaking of Story, has anybody heard from Sawyer yet? Any plans to come back from Selvadorada any time soon? I really miss those babies!

Charm: Shhhhhhh… don't bring up the baby mama. it's a touchy subject right now. I'll text you.

Coraleye: Oh—sorry! ok.

Brick: Ugh! DAMN IT! Can't you just do some sparkly magical matchmaking shit to help me out?

Charm: Yeah Cor, you know—the classic sparkly magical matchmaking shit spell, the one that all spellcasters learn on their first day.

Coraleye: …I mean I have a lot going on, Brick.

Brick: Oh right, you're gettin' interviewed for that documentary thing this weekend, ain't you?

Coraleye: Mhm. But I guess I can figure something out if I can get a good charge going.

Brick: Nah, forget it. You got enough on your plate, kid. I'ma have to get creative and sniff someone out on my own. Even if it riles up a little fury.

Charm: [Sighs] Welp. Sounds like Brick is about to make a bad decision. Gotta go, Frieda's gonna need to be briefed on this.

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Brick's brother, Charm Darling, is visiting the Mainland for the holidays, so he stops by Brick’s construction site in Moonwood Mill to help him with the new gameplay features that've been released since the last season.

Brick: What are we doin' here? Are you gonna help me with this thing or are you just gonna stand there blowin' hot air on your gloves? Charm: Chill out, okay? I am helping—it's just cold as hell, and I can't keep warm like you. Some of us aren't built like a fucking tree stump!

Brick: [Grumbling] I can't get into my Cupid’s Corner account. You set this thing up for me, and you made the login too stupid. Charm: [Laughter] Sorry? I set it up for you, but you made your own password.

Brick: Well I forgot it, okay?

Charm: [Sighs] Give it here.

Charm rolls his eyes as he snatches the phone from Brick's massive hand and plops down on the tattered couch behind him. He pokes around for a few seconds, then casually hands the phone back, Cupid’s Corner successfully accessed.

Brick: Bro what? How'd you know my password?

Charm: I don't know man, lucky guess, I guess. And it's also your username.

Brick: DUDE! Now it's asking me a security question.

Charm: Yeah 'cause you actually logged in wrong so many times, it literally thinks you must be someone else!

Brick: YOU made this account for me! How am I supposed to know the answers if they're about you?

Charm: It's asking for my mother's maiden name, chief. [Whispers] We have the same mom.

Brick: Oh shit, you right! [Quickly starts to type] Wait— what is Mom's maiden name?

Charm: You know what? Let's deal with that later. How about the Bucket List I told you to work on?

Brick: I got you! [Grins, cracks knuckles] Lemme pull that shit up. Yeah man, with… everything that went down lately— I've been thinkin' about Life a lot. And Death.

Charm: [Winces solemnly] Yeah, I know what you mean, man. [Lovingly pats shoulder] So let's see what you've got cooked up!

Charm: [Briefly stares blankly into the void] You know what, bud? Maybe it'd be safer if you just focused on your werewolf stuff.

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Brick: Ginger… right? Your costume? The Wolf Next Door?

Janie: [Shocked] I… yeah! I mean... wow, I’m surprised you recognized it!

Brick: Why you so surprised, ma? You got every detail of that character just right. —Oh... I see how it is. I don’t seem like a guy who’d read Mulder to you, do I? [straightens waistcoat] I was actually going for some packs and prejudice type shit. You couldn't tell?

Janie: [further shock] No, yeah… the costume adds up now. Looks good...

Brick: You look good…

Janie: [blushes and smiles] Thanks. I tried. [brief silence] You know, I thought I knew the Darling lore, I guess it’s just news to me that you read… books. Like in general.

Brick: [Hearty laugh] Well... what can I say? Ya boi is an enema. Janie: ...You mean an enigma?

Brick: Yo, I don't use that word. I used to not read books that much, but when I moved here to Moonwood Mill, a buddy of mine got me into ‘em. Hey, your last name is Books, right? Janie Books?

Janie: [A single coy laugh] Yes, that’s my name.

Brick swiftly pulls out his phone to send his brother, Charm, a thriving comedian and romantic, a text. Unsure of what he's doing, Janie's eyes awkwardly wander around in confusion. The string of texts read:

Bro I need your help rizzing up this girl

Give me a good line

Smth about books lol

Charm responds almost instantly:

No

Noticing the lull in conversation and Janie's idle posture, Wolfegang seizes the opportunity to put himself out there and speak to Janie.

Brick: Oh shit! It's my guy! Hey big man. Janie, this is the homie I told you about, who got me into reading, Wolfegang.

Hoping to make the most of his first impression, Wolfegang extends a sincere handshake and maintains direct eye contact, savoring the moment as their hands connect.

Wolfegang: It's a pleasure to meet you, miss. I apologize for the interruption, I just wanted to take a moment to mention to you that your costume caught my eye earlier. I have a strong feeling that you embody exactly what the author envisioned when creating Ginger, if not surpassing his expectations.

Janie: [Blushing and smiling] Oh gosh, I don't know what to say... that's so flattering! Brick: Sorry, sometimes he talks like that. Janie: [Blushing and smiling] Thank you, Wolfegang! Vulfgang Mulder is one of my favorite authors. I'm guessing you're pretty familiar with his work, then?

As Wolfegang and Janie continue chatting away, Brick watches intently, slowly coming to the realization that there's no need to test things further with Janie; fate is unfolding before him. Brick wonders to himself, why didn't Wolfie just say so in the first place?

He's down bad.

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Frieda: Hey babe? Charm: Hm? Frieda: Isn't this so nice? And a bit nostalgic, being back in the Bay? The crisp sea breeze on our skin, and the sound of gulls and foghorns in the distance? Doesn't it make you feel kinda homesick?

Charm: Homesick for Sulani? 'Cause you can find all those things on the island. I thought that's why we moved there, Freddie; it has all the comforts of home, but no nosy family to catch me slipping these hands down your- Frieda: [Playful laughter] Stop it! Not here!

Charm: My point exactly. This is probably all coming up because my aunts decided to move back.

Frieda: Fair enough. Just saying. I love Sulani but sometimes I miss it here. There's a lot of memories and there's just a different vibe, I don't know. Charm: I get it. But Sulani's home, know what I'm sayin'? Comedy scene is good there, your conservationism, as far as I know, can only be performed there, and we're in good with the community. If we ever miss the Bay, it's just a swim away. [Quick cheek peck]

Frieda: Okay, fine, you're right! Charm: Wait... Did you just say I'm right? Frieda: Yes, and no you can't use that for a joke in your routine!

Charm: DAMN

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Livingroom

Office

Kitchen & Dining

Mudroom and Upstairs Hallway

Donna's Craft Room

Dollow Bedroom

The interior of the Darling Family Home :)

Not sure why I caught the building/decorating bug, but I've been pouring all my freetime into this house and into Brindleton Bay as well ❤ It's such a challenge to capture the Darling aesthetic, since it's such a blend of styles. The main essences I'm trying to work with are:

Classic Brindleton Bay Coastal town

Quaint-Country-farm (Donna's fave, plus they're in the rural neighborhood of Brindleton Bay)

Suburban Family/Lived in/Cozy Vibes

Magic & Spellcasting (family of spellcasters, afterall)

Vintage Elements (Because grandparents and greatgrandparents)

Very deliberate usages of colors and symbols. Not everything matches, but all of the colors that stand out represent different members of the family. For example, Donna's favorite color is orange. Sunflowers represent Kirsten, since that was her nickname when she was younger, and there is a lot of apple imagery that symbolise Yellow's love for teaching 🥺 why is he so cute though ;-;

See More:

Kirsten and Seymour's Bedroom

Coraleye's old bedroom/guestroom

Yet To Do List:

Bathrooms (I hate doing bathrooms)

Garage

Basement

Darling Thrift Family Business

[mosneakers]

Light some candles, open a window and enjoy the fall breeze. Many Moons Ago is back, my darling ✦🌙🕯️✦

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Kirsten: Sy, honey, look at what I found here… Remember Morgana Wolff? My adopted Mother?

Charm: Ha, the irony in that name… Brick: [Beastly Chuckle]

Kirsten: Here's some letters between her and your mom! They were the best of friends. Before you were even born, judging by the dates here. Let's take a look-see, why don't we?

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Dearest Morgana, Please accept my apologies for the delay in my reply. These little ones keep me perpetually occupied, and with Erik at work during the day, finding a moment of respite can be quite the challenge. I am endlessly grateful for the second chance I've been granted with my husband and the gift of our two beautiful daughters. I often find myself pondering the mysteries of fate, wondering why such blessings have been bestowed upon me. In these years, I've learned that human understanding often pales in comparison to life's unpredictability. Hold onto hope, dear friend, for life has a way of surprising us when we least anticipate it.

With that being said, while I thank my lucky stars every day for my blessings, reading your letters is like reading a novel I can't put down. You have managed to move two striking men -brothers!- into your estate with you, the very same one you shared with that wretched Thornton? Oh, tell me more, I beg of you!

The Darling sisters are thriving! Baby Persephone Prudence can be quite fussy at times, but Gwendolyn is as jolly as can be, in the company of her father, often glued to the television. Though I would much prefer to see her with her nose buried in a book, like her mother, her happiness is paramount. I must acknowledge the blessing of that modern invention—the television. Yes, Gwendy-Louise is making remarkable progress with her potty training, and Persey has uttered her very first word just recently, the same as her sister: "Da-da," of course! They seem determined to ensure their first words are reserved for their father, despite myself being the one that tends to them most of the time. Erik often jests that it's simply how things are meant to be, given that they are his daughters. He insists that we will need a son if I ever wish to hear my child's first word be-

Seymour raises his shaking hand, and allows it to plop onto the letter, interrupted Kirsten's reading. "...Mom."

With a gasp, Kirsten spilled the old photo albums and letters onto the floor and brought her hands to her mouth in shock, as if she's just seen a ghost.

Kirsten: [Stuttering] B-boys... did you just hear that? Your grandpa... he just... spoke... He just said "mom." Charm: Wait, that wasn't you, Grandma? I thought you just took up chain-smoking!

Kirsten: No! It was him, you guys! He really did it! The first time since his accident, he said his first word!

The Darling brothers sprung from the bed, flailing around in a frenzy, panicked with excitement.

Brick: Bro what? I can't believe it- We gotta tell mom! Charm: And Dad! And all of the Aunts! We gotta tell everyone! Yesterday! Be faster dude!

Kirsten: Oh, Sy. I thought I'd never hear that voice again. My sweet darling!

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Summer's here, and the Darling brothers, suitcases in tow, eagerly await the 4th of Summer at the Darling family residence. Frieda and Minnow plan to celebrate with the Salas family this year, which Charm happily opted out of, and Sawyer and the kids have their own plans, deliberately avoiding Brick.

Brick and Charm simultaneously plop down on the loveseat, on either sides of Donna as she tries to focus on a movie.

Brick: Hey, mama. [Squeezes shoulders] Whatchya watchin'? Donna: Oh, I don't know, sweetie. Some old western movie. I can't recall the title. Charm: You're so pretty when you forget the names of movies you've seen 30 times already...

Donna: [Playful groan of frustration] Surely you boys have got better things to occupy yourselves with? What is it that you two want?

Charm: I'm glad you asked, Mom. I was starting to think you'd rather watch this movie than listen to us. Now that we've got your attention...

Brick: [Low, burly laugh] Mama, I'ma be real with you... Where'd Corie go on her trip to?

Donna: Oh heavens no, you don't! Surely a Darling can go on one retreat without everyone tagging along every single time. She's there with Tycho for his family reunion, we can't have a bunch of Darlings there trying to take over... It would be pure chaos! As Donna's ranting continues, Brick and Charm lock eye contact, as they try to guess potential vacation spots, They gauge her reactions to each guess, using their unspoken communication like some sort of Darling brother telepathy.

Donna: [Continuing] Now you two leave them alone! Please, go visit your grandfather in his room. He would love to visit with you boys before his nap.

Charm: AH! She got us with the Grandpa card. No fair.