Daughter of Volstagg The Valiant

Jargsa Volstaggdottir, The First Born Daughter of Volstagg. indie Jargsa Volstaggdottir. MCU, myth, marvel comics based. other blog is themightyvolstagg.

[foreverlokid]

Thor The Dark World + scenery

[volstaggdottir-blog]

@leif-volstaggson liked for a starter

Jargsa crept up behind her brother deftly, “What exactly are you trying to make?” She said once she was inch or two away from him, an attempt to scare him.

[leif-volstaggson-blog]

It wasn’t until it was too late that Leif heard the sound of someone behind him. As his sister talked, he slowly turned his head towards Jargsa to keep up an appearance that she didn’t catch him off guard. “I am making a bracelet that one of the Ladies of the court commissioned. Does it not look like a bracelet?” 

[volstaggdottir-blog]

She laughed, she knew her brothr enough to when she caught  him off gaurd, even if he didn’t show it. She looked over her brother’s shoulder to see his work better, “More than less, I’m sure it will look beautiful.”

[alldaddyarchive]

@volstaggdottir LIKED FOR A STARTER.

                     ❝Young Jargsa!❞ a smile formed on the elder God’s lips, greeting Volstagg’s daughter with a warmth, ❝How do you fare?❞  

[volstaggdottir-blog]

A smile broke out against the younger Asgardian’s face, “I am well, Allfather.” She replied happily, “And how are you?”

[fjorn-the-skald]

Old Norse Proverb 3

[volstaggdottir-blog]

Jargsa looked down, she knew her sister loved to fight unlike herself and she would have been as amazing Sif or a Valkyrie. “I’m sorry, Flos.” She hugged her sister from the side quickly, “You could always become a seamstress and sew together beautiful clothes fit for royalty.” She smiled as she leaned back into her spot against the table.

[flosiofasgard-deactivated201601]

Flosi returned the hug, a welcome comfort as memory drew shadows into her mind. It had been so hard, the first few months after being told she would never be able to fight; it was a miracle she could even run, but she’d made her peace with the limp. “It would be a miracle if I earned that much recognition, Jar Jar. No, I’ll just dress our family. Have you seen Leif? He needs clean clothes.”

[volstaggdottir-blog]

Jargsa remembered what Flosi was like the first few months after the accident. She was just a hollow shell of herself, she wouldn’t smile for anything Jargsa did for her, not that she could blame Flosi. When she first smiled, Jargsa felt like crying out of joy, and she did. “Nonsense, you have a gift for it, one day everyone will fight for your work.” 

Jargsa laughed, “Leif needs an entire chest full of clean clothes, he’s always covered in ashes just like his clothes.”

[volstaggdottir-blog]

[Does anyone want a starter?]

[urbxnlegxnd]

volstaggdottir started following you

[volstaggdottir-blog]

“…Well my father told me to meet him on 42nd street, but I have no idea where that is.”

[urbxnlegxnd]

“You need to go around the corner from here. Then go straight. Should get there.”

[volstaggdottir-blog]

“Thank you, sir. Perhaps I should have gotten a map before coming here.”

[volstaggdottir-blog]

"It was over my head."

“What is wrong with you!” Jargsa yelled at her twin sister, anger seeping through every word. She rarely yelled, even when her siblings drove her mad. It took a lot for her to become angry enough to yell, especially at her own sister.

[thebettervolstaggchild]

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

The blond heaved a heavy sigh and shrunk in annoyance, his shoulders slumped. “Never mind then. It’s nothing important anyway.” 

[thebettervolstaggchild]

volstaggdottir

“Fine, but don’t think for a second I will forget about it.” Jargsa huffed, “It was long, as usual. Learning the arts of healing is difficult, tiring, and often stressful. But I love it.”

‘Ric snorted softly and shook his head, “How ever could I, dear sister. You forget nothing. You are like Kvasir, all knowing in all things.” He stopped teasing her only long enough to nod in acknowledgement of what she had told him, “That’s great. You should only do things you love!”

[volstaggdottir-blog]

“Of course, I inherited my amazing memory from mother, and our family’s wonderful stubbornness.” She laughed at his teasing, “I am glad that I chose this, but I only wish I had done so sooner.” She beamed at her brother’s encouragement. 

[volstaggdottir-blog]

“Thank you, Flos.” Jargsa leaned against the table and stretched her arms above her head. “And what about you? What is your desired profession?”

[flosiofasgard-deactivated201601]

“I wanted to be a warrior, like papa.” She frowned a little, memories bringing back the ache in her leg, still scarred from her torn tendon being put back together. “But, I can’t anymore, so sewing is just fine with me, Jar Jar.”  

[volstaggdottir-blog]

Jargsa looked down, she knew her sister loved to fight unlike herself and she would have been as amazing Sif or a Valkyrie. “I’m sorry, Flos.” She hugged her sister from the side quickly, “You could always become a seamstress and sew together beautiful clothes fit for royalty.” She smiled as she leaned back into her spot against the table.

[blah109]

volstaggdottir started following you

Her footsteps approaching earned her a small smile, turning to face her as he held out a brightly hued purple flower, thick green leaves curling up the stem where it had been picked. The meaning was simple, it was held to her as a gift. Among the older Ásynjur he was known to be gruff, asserting a dominance typical of his station.

Yet among the younger he exhibited a gentle kindness that reflected the softer side, one that was forever mocked by his father.

“Do you seek something? Or have you come to admire the                             view as I have?” 

As he spoke a strong arm gestured outward in a sweeping movement of grandeur.

[volstaggdottir-blog]

Jargsa walked as quietly as possible on the stone floor, but despite her efforts her footsteps were heard echoing off of the walls. As she approached Thor, a smile lit up her face. Jargsa accepted the graciously and thanked him.

To be honest, she wanted to be alone with her thoughts for a while and gaze out at the vast sky. She didn’t expect anyone to be out here. 

“I wanted to admire the view and to think, but if you wished to be alone, there are many places where I can go.”

[volstaggdottir-blog]

Leif “movies are made for watching, not for asking questions.”

“I missed the beginning, Leif! I think asking one or two is justified!”

[thebettervolstaggchild]

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

The blond heaved a heavy sigh and shrunk in annoyance, his shoulders slumped. “Never mind then. It’s nothing important anyway.” 

[volstaggdottir-blog]

“No, tell me Alaric. I’m your sister and I want to know.” Jargsa placed a gentle hand on her brother’s shoulder. 

[thebettervolstaggchild]

“It’s really nothing, Jargsa.” He pressed, unresponsive to the affectionate touch, “I’d rather hear you talk about your day, anyway.”

[volstaggdottir-blog]

“Fine, but don’t think for a second I will forget about it.” Jargsa huffed, “It was long, as usual. Learning the arts of healing is difficult, tiring, and often stressful. But I love it.”

[volstaggdottir-blog]

 “You’re welcome.” She replied as she picked up another thread for her sister, “It has been… rather difficult actually, but I still enjoy it and I know I have much still to learn.”

[flosiofasgard-deactivated201601]

“I am sure it is among the hardest of professions, and I’m glad you’re happy with it.” Flosi replied, threading a needle to start tailoring the dress.  

[volstaggdottir-blog]

“Thank you, Flos.” Jargsa leaned against the table and stretched her arms above her head. “And what about you? What is your desired profession?”

[wordsnquotes]

The moon stays bright when it doesn’t avoid the night.

Rumi (via wordsnquotes)

[thebettervolstaggchild]

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

The blond heaved a heavy sigh and shrunk in annoyance, his shoulders slumped. “Never mind then. It’s nothing important anyway.” 

[volstaggdottir-blog]

“No, tell me Alaric. I’m your sister and I want to know.” Jargsa placed a gentle hand on her brother’s shoulder. 

[volstaggdottir-blog]

“Take everything in an inch, if it’s still too big for her, she can grow into it.” Jargsa replied looking down at the dress as well.

[flosiofasgard-deactivated201601]

“Okay.” Without looking up, she stuck in a few pins near where the new seams would be. “Thank you, Jargsa. How’s healing been?”

[volstaggdottir-blog]

 “You’re welcome.” She replied as she picked up another thread for her sister, “It has been... rather difficult actually, but I still enjoy it and I know I have much still to learn.”