#portia apprentice

Heyyyy yall, perfume scent and hair brushing got me thinking of a few things, what would the main six be like if you stroked their hair, and what type of scents they'd have, either naturally or from wearing something, some headcanons I have, so HERE WE GO.

Asra:

They love it when you gently stroke your hands through their hair, brushing your fingertips lightly as you go, leaving them tingles along their scalp, making them hum slightly in utter bliss. Especially as they doze in and out of sleep.

Their hair is so silky and full of flare that it's irresistible not to touch, you find yourself burying your face into his neck or the top of his head when cuddling, breathing in his scent while a hand gently brushes through those silvery locks, while holding the small of his back.

They often smell of the incense that usually burns in the shop, sometimes with a hint of that pumpkin bread you both so dearly love, or freashly baked goods and homemade food. They very much smell like home.

As they often smell like the incense and essential oils some include: Lavender, Rosemary, Burgamot, Geranium, Ylang Ylang, you name it, at somepoint they've smelt like it, it changes every time you run out of something, so it's always fun to guess what it is this time when they come in through the door.

Julian:

You love his red copper hair that's so full of flare, especially when your hands are tangled up in those curls of his, raking your fingers through gently untangling knots as you go from a long day out with Jules (or maybe even a long night ;)).

He loves it when you trace up from his neck and into his hair, holding the back of his head like your holding the answer to everything. All as you lazily trace patterns into his scalp making him softly moan at the slight pleasure he feels, giving him so many goosebumps at the sensation.

He will moan something beautiful if you run your fingers through his hair and start tugging backwards, lulling his head back for you to hold his face and kiss him and tell him how proud of him you are, for everything that he is.

His scent is a mix of a slight salty tang from his ocean days and is stronger if you both take an outing to the beach, but part of the ocean will always cling to him.

Has a somewhat heady smell from aftershave that he from time to time uses, which lingers for days if not weeks (think of bvulgari's wood essence). The type of smell that warms you from the inside out within a close enough distance of him. (Sharing a place or if he stays over the shop or if you stay with him at Mazelinkas, the scent is everywhere!)

Sometimes smells a little musky, the same musk that's known of books, depending on how long he's researching or reading for.

Nadia:

She loves for you to brush your hands through the entirity of her hair all the way through from her scalp to the tips of her hair, oiling and massaging a blend of essential oil in carrier oil to maintain her gorgeous locks, after the oils are evenly spread, you style her hair in a varity of ways, it changes every time, from a simple plat or bun to something Padme-esque.

She especially loves it when you run your hands up the back of her neck and to the back of her head when her hair is up, that doesn't happen often enough if her hair is down.

Her hair reminds you of the sky at night deep and welcoming and what's this? there needs to be stars you think, you form a habbit of placing gems and pearls in her hair scattering them allover, in places even her crown can't reach.

She savors the warmth and softness of your touch as you hold her face in your hands before brushing her hair backwards with your fingers, massaging her scalp as you go, earning you a slightly heated look from her.

She smells of mysetery and not the unknown kind, but of her home, Prakra, heady scents of a place that isn't near and yet feels so familiar.

Her natural scent has mixed with the Jasmine that she often wears with the faint hint of lillies on the off chance she also uses them on some days. She's what you'd imagine a Claude Monet painting would smell like if you were there, fresh, magical and light.

Muriel:

For quite a while he's rather jumpy at you randomly brushing hair from his face or touching his head, as an affectionate touch isn't something he's had the pleasure of being able to experience all to much.

When he becomes more confident in letting you touch him, he still looks at you when you touch him with trusting eyes, he becomes so fond of you having his head in your lap as you brush through his dark strands styling it back and out of his face so you can gently caress his face, to which he'll instinctively lean in and hold your hand/s in his own, engulfing yours, both of your warmth mixing together.

You tend to chuckle if he comes back to the hut from whatever he's needed to do, spell casting, hunting, shopping, or looking after his chickens or Inanna, with dislodged hair with leaves and small twigs and dust stuck to it. He begins to look forward to coming back and having you detangle all the bits and bobs that's collected in his hair throught his outing.

He's never been one for perfumes or distilled scents, so he tends to smell like the woods, heady pines and wooded scents all from the natural settings, with a mix of burnt wood, all mix with his natural male scent.

There's often a mix of stale sweat that mixes with the scent of the woods that for you feels comforting and gives you a strong sense of safety, it's not an obnoxious scent either, but one that suits him well.

While he's wearing the collar, there's always an undertone of iron that permeates through his natural woody scent, when it's finally removed, the scent goes with it, like a final burden goodbye.

Portia:

You love while cuddling with her to just bury your face in the back of her neck amoungst her hair, watching as the morning light peaks through her hair to reach your eyes like a stained glass window of fire, as you kiss the back of her neck with your breath gently tickling her, giggling is an often thing that comes with this.

She loves it when you do anything with her hair, play with it, style it, wash it, an attention to detail that she always gives out for others but isn't often given to her, if you stand infront of her when you pay attention to her hair she'll lean her head on your stomach and gently hold you while giggling and talking about anything. While if your standing behind, she'll lean her head back onto you and watch your eyes as you work your hands through her hair.

Like her brother she loves laying on top of you holding you, and adores it when you massage her scalp, especially after a long day at the Palace, this especially calms her down during her brother Julian's trial when stress is at it's highest.

Her scent also has a slight salty undertone to it, from her ocean days, but mixed with more floral scents that surround her cottage, especially if she picks some flowers and displays them in vases in the cottage.

She always smells light and floral and heavenly, and of clean linen, you love that fresh scent she seems to naturally own, so much that she seems to lighten a place up not just through scent but through personality as well.

Lucio:

Once you eventually get past his power trip, he loves having you around him in whatever way he can get, but hands in his hair will undo him, brushing his hair out of his face with both of your hands passing over his ears so he can't hear, while you kiss his forehead, he basks in the affection that you show him, he's silent save for the soft moans that threaten their way out.

He loves it when you play with his hair, softly braiding small loose plats in his hair that you come to call his natural crown, as a result, sometimes he'll forget to wear his actual one, and when asked, responds with your handiwork is their crown. While braiding his hair standing behind him, you sometimes like to tilt his head up to capture his lips, the first time you did this you caught him off guard, as he closes his eyes when you braid his hair.

If you hold the back of his neck and casually play with his hair between his fingers, he'll warm to the sensation and afterwards tend to keep touching the same area, throughout random points in the day, while no one else notices it or why, you know plenty.

He prides himself on his appearence and that goes for his scent to, heady aftershaves stronger than what Julian would wear, are somewhat religious in his morning routine, Heavy musks and strong Cologne's adorn his body, (think of Tom Ford collections) the scent of arousal if you've ever smelt it, and yet, there's something you love about his scent, the safety that comes with that.

While he's the walking embodiment of Cologne, there's a smell of fresh sweat that comes through especially during the Gladiator matches, where he'll use it as a form of power, but never lets it sit for too long, he likes staying clean if he can do anything about it.

If he's around you a lot he sometimes holds back on the cologne, just so he can have your scent on him throughout his day if your not there, as a form of comfort.