#dani/pelle

[curiositylikesthecat]

the kiss was so perfect, you'd think they're a normal couple

Oh my god, Dani! May Queen!

[entitled-fangirl]

That's a love rune. Casts a love spell.

Pelle x reader

Summary: Pelle carves the reader a love rune to make her realize their potential for each other.

Words: 2,122

Warning: Love runes, not forced love but manipulated?? Weird cult stuff

Author's note: This is my favorite thriller of all time, so obvs I'm doing this. :)

Masterlist

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In the short few years Pelle and Y/N knew each other in college, she knew she wouldn’t be able to bear the day that he had to leave again.

It seemed that her wish would come true. Very true. 

Here she was, in the shared room of the Harga. Her bed felt cold and hard, and her eyes were barely able to catch any sleep. As hard as she tried, it just wasn’t happening. She sighed, sitting in bed, and rubbing her face with her hands. Her hair was wild from the consistent tossing and turning. 

She heard a noise.

Her head turns quickly to the side, her eyes scanning every bed carefully, checking on each of her friends. Pelle sits, two beds down. He sits on the end of his bed. He holds something in his left hand, and a knife in his right. It takes her a while to realize he’s carving something. He’s so focused, he doesn’t look up at her. He seemed to not notice her at all.

She pushed herself to the side of the bed carefully, her socked feet touch the ground cautiously. She stands, stretching her arms up. She didn’t want to scare Pelle. And she definitely didn’t want to wake the entire room.

His eyes finally flicker up at her movements, so vibrant, it’s like she could see the blue hue in the dark. Or maybe because as of now, his eyes were wide. He masks it quickly with a smile.

“Y/N, what ever is the matter? It’s nearly 3 am. You should be getting your beauty rest.” Even at the darkest part of the day, he still worried for her. Or at least, she thinks it’s the darkest part of the day. It’s hard to tell with all the windows and doors closed. 

She gives a soft shrug, walking to him slowly and quietly, “I’m not sure. Just can’t sleep.”

He chuckles softly, “Don’t worry, Darling.” He pushes his things further up the bed and away from her view, opening his arms, “Come here. Sit with me.”

She gives a soft smile and does so. Sitting by him always felt right. It felt cozy. And warm. Mostly because his arm had wrapped its way around her shoulders. “I’d hate to bother you from your… work, Pelle.”

He laughs quietly, “You did nothing of the sort. Truly.”

She takes this as an answer. “Tell me what you were doing?”

Pelle is slightly frozen in time, his gaze fixed on her face. What was he going to tell her? Whatever it was, he would have to say it quick, for he feared melting under her gaze if fixed on him for too long. A simple glance from her could send him to the moon or leave him in a trance for what felt like years. “It’s…. An old tradition.” Okay. He could make this work. But, Y/N is a curious thing, so chances are-

“How so? What is it?” 

He called it. He loved her open and curious nature, but in times like this, it could be his downfall. She turns her body to look back at the bed, but his hands come to each side of her shoulders, stopping her. They were now very close.

He could feel her breath on his face. It was driving him wild. He’d have to get this done, and fast. “It’s a rune. I’m carving a rune.”

She nods. “Carving a rune? Sounds interesting enough,” her voice was so soft. It made him want to reach out just a little further towards her and- 

“And why in the middle of the night?”

He looks down to the ground. Think of something, Pelle. “Uh, yes. I don’t find myself with enough time to do it during the daytime activities. And it’s a rather… intimate thing to do.”

Her cheeks turn pink. She stands quickly, an apologetic look on her face. “I’m so sorry, Pelle. I didn’t know. I hope I didn’t ruin it, or-“

His hand reach up to hers, pulling her towards him. “Relax. Nothing is ruined. Nothing at all. In fact, I believe it made it better.” His eyes bore into hers, as if he could read her every thought. If he could find a way too, he would have already done so. To him, this girl hung the moon and the stars. And if he didn’t already have a religion, he’d spend his days worshipping her. 

Her eyes bore back into his. “Are you sure, Pelle? I can leave like it never happened.”

He shakes his head with a smile, “No. I’d rather you stay.” He pulls her more towards him by the grip he has on her hands until her standing body is in between his legs as he sits on the bed. “Perhaps,” he even thought, “You could help me bless it?”

She shakes her head. “Bless it? Me? Pelle, what does it do?”

The panic sets in his head again. But Pelle was no idiot. “It helps things grow.”

“Grow?”

He nods. “It will be fine as it is, but,” He tilted his head back and forth, “it would be stronger with another soul to bless it.” He couldn’t have made this better if he planned the entire thing.

She lets out a shaky breath, looking down at his pleading blue eyes. She was a cautious woman, and while she liked Pelle, she couldn’t help but feel the strange vibes coming from the other members of the group. Or perhaps, just a dark spirit. She frankly was not spiritually sound enough to know the difference. 

He noticed this hesitation and pulled her closer, his hands now moving her the outside of her thighs. “Y/N. Please. It would mean so much to me.”

She sighs, “What do I have to do?”

He takes this as a yes. He quickly stands, turning to grab the ruin. He then takes her hand with his other and drags her out into the moonlight. Weird to finally see the moon after a few days. 

He holds the almost finished ruin in his hands, and holds it up to the moon. He brings it back down after a while, holding it out to her, “Now, you must kiss it.”

She tilts her head, “Just kiss it? Anywhere?”

Pelle is beside himself at this opportunity. Not only was it rare to have the scenario happen to a rune like this, but it was highly celebrated in the Harga. His eyes couldn’t look away from her as his breath became uneven. 

She takes it from his hand gently. She holds it in her own, her other hand running over the carefully carved dialect in it. For a piece of wood, it was quite beautiful like this. She looked back up at Pelle for one last chance of backing out. He didn’t seem to want to back out.

So, she pulled it up to her lips gently, kissing the top of it. 

Pelle let out a shuddered breath as if she had just kissed him. She was slightly weirded out, but the last thing she wanted was to embarrass her friend. She hands it back to him. “Does that work?”

Pelle’s smile was wide. She can’t remember the last time she had seen him this happy. “Oh, Y/N,” he said, taking her face in one of his hands, “You’ve done me an honor. An honor.” 

Still weird out by the event that just unfolded in front of her, she nods. “Of course, Pelle. Least I could do for ruining your quiet time.”

He seemed to melt at her words, “My need for quiet time could never outmatch the need to hear the sweet sound of your voice, Y/N.” 

While her heart felt something at his words, he was a friend. Just a friend. He invited her on the trip with their friends, and here she was, acting a fool. Dare she even think she was liking Pelle?

She nods, “I’ll just… go to bed now.”

He nodded as well, his hand dropping from her face. “Goodnight, Y/N. And may you dream the most pleasant dreams.”

She quickly retreats to the shared room, tucking herself back in. She tosses another 30 minutes in thought before Pelle finally enters the room again. He walks past all of the beds before stopping at the foot of hers. He quietly kneels, his hands reaching under the bed. He then stands up, his gaze on Y/N, and then he hesitantly moves back to his own bed. He simply sits on his, facing hers. He’s unable to sleep the rest of the night. But now, Y/N had no problem doing so.

Morning comes, and Y/N is awoken by Josh lightly pushing her shoulder, his voice low in her ear. “Y/N. Hey, Y/N.”

She stirs, her eyes opening to find Josh kneeling right beside her bed. She jumps back. “Jesus, Josh. Watch what you’re doing next time.” She pulls herself to a sitting position. 

Josh looks concerned. “Listen, Y/N. I… I found this under your bed.” In his hand, the rune Pelle carved.

Her eyes widen, taking it from his hand gently, “Under my bed?”

He nods, reaching down again, pulling a similar one into her line of sight, “One under Christian’s bed, too.”

He grabs that one quickly as well, comparing the two small pieces of wood in her hands. It was clear they were carved by two different people, for the markings were quite different, as well as the stroke of the carving tools they each used. She looked up at Josh. “Pelle told me that it’s a rune to make things grow.”

Josh takes the other rune from her hand, “Well I asked someone else, and they said it’s a love rune.”

Her eyebrows knit together, “A love rune?”

Mark’s voice is heard outside the house, “Josh! Y/N! C’mon!”

Josh sighs, placing Christian’s rune in his coat pocket. “Just, don’t tell anyone about this until we figure out what’s going on.” He then stands quickly and leaves the building, leaving Y/N by herself.

She looks down at the carefully crafted rune in her hand. Pelle had carved this just for her? She blinked. He is even more kind than she originally thought. And quite charming. Her fingers run over the markings. Maybe she’s liked him for a while but refused to acknowledge it. 

She looked up, dreaming about what he’s doing now. His long, wavy hair getting tangled as he runs his fingers through it. How he looks on his knees in the gardens. How skillful his hands are at picking the ripe vegetables. And his eyes. Oh, God, his eyes. She would do anything to have them gaze at her now.

As if her prayer was answered, a figure stood in the doorway of the house. Her head perks up, “Pelle?”

He walks to her quickly, kneeling by her bedside. “Good morning,” he says, setting a plate of food down on her lap, “Please. It’s from me.”

He failed to notice the rune sitting in her lap, now blocked from view by the plate. She nods. “Thank you, Pelle. That was very kind.”

Both of his hands go to her face, cupping her cheeks, “I would do anything for you. You must know that.”

She nods, watching him stand and turn to leave. His voice chips up as he goes, “You must stay here for the day. I’ll fetch you at supper.”

He walks a few more steps before her meek voice chirps up, “Pelle?”

He stops immediately, turning his body around. As he does so, she collides with him, having run from her bed. She wraps her arms around his neck, pulling him close and kissing him. He’s shocked, pulling back only for a second, before completely melting in her hold. His hands go to her waist, pulling her closer. The kiss is heavy, as if years of pining had finally led up to this moment. He pulls away, his smile bright. Both now breathe heavily.

“I shall be back at supper. You’ll wait for me, sunshine?”

“I’ll wait as long as it takes.”

He nods at this, leaving the house. 

She moves back to the bed, holding the love rune in thought.

When her eyes do move from the rune, they go to her bed, where a folded paper rests under her breakfast plate. She picks it up as well, opening it.

Inside, a drawing resides. It's Pelle and Y/N sharing a gentle kiss. Under it, a scribbled note:

To today and many more with sunshine, Pelle <3

Her eyes move back to the door in thought.

[arulia108]

[vegan-velociraptor]

This is a work of art.

The Pelle/Dani Receipts Masterpost

Post One: Introduction

Post Two: New York, Pre-Tragedy

Post Three: The Couch Scenes

Post Four: The Journey to Hårga

Post Five: Arrival in Hårga

Post Six: Dani’s Birthday Plot

Post Seven: Making Dani at Home

Post Eight: Ättestupa

Post Nine: “Do You Feel Held By Him?”

Post Ten: Plots

Post Eleven: The May Queen

Post Twelve: Runes

FURTHER ANALYSIS POSTS:

Can we spare some appreciation for how Florence Pugh is styled in Midsommar?

Okay, I just noticed something about the costuming in Midsommar…

An Obsessive Midsommar Scene Analysis, or, I Need Help

Another obsessive Midsommar scene analysis: Arrival in Hårga

“What happens at 72?”: Pelle’s throat-cut “joke”

But Why Didn’t Pelle Get Sacrificed?

Dammit, Dani is a Gemini: Signs, Scripts, and Screenshots in Midsommar

[swlegends]

Luke Skywalker's (Many) Love Interests

[darkcrowprincess]

Midsommar has a happy messed up ending because I say so and its fictional. If I think Dani is happy in the cult. Let me think shes happy.

(Don't like don't read. Post hate and I'll block you)

[margridarnauds]

I appreciate everyone who appreciates Pelle, I get it, we here at margridarnauds.tumblr.com do not ever judge someone for being a villainfucker, especially not a horror villain, but he reminds me too much of that Specific Brand of Western European (particularly men) who claim that racism is "an American thing" and that it's DIFFERENT over there.

[curiositylikesthecat]

nooooooooo, i'm brainwashed by midsommar. i absolutely loved Pelle for Dani and hated Christian, thinking he deserves it, but oh goooood, Pelle's a manipulative guy who's part of a cult. Oh god, this is scary.

[phoenixfeatherquill]

HELLO & HAPPY HOLIDAYS! every now & then I randomly remember you mentioning a fic in progress about Dani being pregnant during the Midsommar festivities & I go absolutely feral. Do you have any plans to share that one some day? No pressure if not, just the idea alone makes me go completely bonkers so thank you for that regardless haha :)

You know what’s goddamn WILD about receiving this message? I’ve recently been in a Dani x Pelle mood and I’m rereading some of my old favorite fics (which the writer took down for some reason, but some enterprising person had downloaded and shared the PDFs…) Like I’ve been in a serious Midsommar mood and I’m edging nearer to updating the WIPs…and yes, possibly starting a new fic featuring pregnant Dani! Like…are you guys just IN my brain, cataloging my fandom focuses?

I’m torn on if it should be Pelle’s due to a secret affair or Pelle should just steal both Dani and her baby from Christian…

[ao3feed-danixpelle]

Verdant Tangle

by Neyiea

As the fire begins to die, Pelle comes to her.

Words: 921, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Midsommar (2019)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Dani Ardor, Pelle (Midsommar)

Relationships: Dani Ardor/Pelle

Additional Tags: Post-Movie

https://archiveofourown.org/works/57589708

[known-only-by-the-insane]

calling ari aster enjoyers

Hello! Do you enjoy Ari Aster films like "Hereditary" and "Midsommar"? Do you wish you had somewhere to talk about them?

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If you join, or want to get the word out, feel free to reblog this post!

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BONUS: we might have chocolate, with or without nuts :) [updated Mar. 2024]

[mzannthropy]

Do you feel held by him, does he feel like home to you?

[svetzzi]

everyone making skwisgaar pelle in their midsommar crossover but tbh he'd be dani. get on my level

[darkcrowprincess]

My thoughts on the horror movie Midsommar:

Oh Midsommar. How do I describe you without saying whats been told a million times? I will attempt to try. The movie is not only a horror movie about a cult in Switzerland, but also a dark fairytale. The story is basically a break up story with a very dark happy ending. And yes I'm one of those idiots who sees the movie ending as a dark happy one.

The story is about a young woman named Dani who goes through the horrible tragedy of losing her entire family. Basically becomes a orphan. Not having anyone else she clings to her horrible boyfriend Christian. In doing this she follows Christian and his friends on a vacation to Switzerland unknowingly landing in the hands of a cult called The Hårga. A Swedish pagan cult that brings new people in but also does human sacrifices every 90 years. Ergo where the name Midsommar comes from. Pelle the cults recruiter falls in love with Dani. Everyone in the cult falls for her too and desperately wants her to join them. After many weird, horrible and strange things happening in the movie, Dani becomes the May Queen. And Christian is killed under Danis orders. By the end it's implied she fully and happily joins the cult.

Things I loved about this movie:

Cinematography! The way this movie is filmed is so beautiful and creative! Its like reading a book play out on screen. With how horrible movies are today it's refreshing to see something so new and creative! A24 is like one of the few film companies now a days that are making movies. New intriguing ideas. Not just copy paste empty ideas that just want your money. My favorite shot is the opening scene with the snow. Plus the contrast of when they get to The Hårga conmmun with everything so bright and colorful.

The aesthic of the movie! I love the clothes so much and the earth flower like paganess of everything. Especially the cult. After watching the movie I looked for so many fashion videos describing The Hårga outfits. And and the May Queen flower outfit! Is so cool! How they managed to have her completely covered in flowers like shes becoming one with nature! So creepy and cool. But so pretty to look at the same time!

3. How feminine the movie feels. Like it feels like a woman directed this movie. But really its a man. And it makes me realize that man can up their game and actually get into the mind of a woman without being insulting.

4. How much I just dislike Christian and how happy I was when the asshole finally died!

5. Dani, I feel for this character so much. The whole movie I just wanted to give her a hug. I know its stupid, but I hope she and Pelle are happy in the cult.

6. Pelle and The Hårga are really cool and interesting villians. The whole cult is interesting. Would I want them to actually exist in real life? HELL NO! If they were real the cult would give me nightmares. Actually there are tons of cults probably just like them. Which for me as a person who has a interest in true crime and cults in real life, its cool how much Ari Aster got right about cults. Though most of my knowledge of cults come from watching true crime documentaries, reading books and magazines and watching YouTube videos and learning about it in school. Cool in I mean a really dark and terrifying way.

Overall those of my thoughts on Midsommar. It was a good movie, though read up on the trigger warnings of this movie because theres a lot. But its a rated r horror movie for a reason. Though I still think you should watch it. I really enjoyed it and plan to watch it again.

[rosalinerotwoods]

i'll never get over the people in my midsommar pelle/dani gif set from my deactivated account tagging like i don't know pelle/dani are toxic af and the movie is literally about a cult and brainwashing

[lolaparton]

First of all OP how dare you do this to me.

Wait For It

I am the one thing in life I can control

I am inimitable I am an original

I’m not falling behind or running late

I’m not standing still I am lying in wait