Open: All that you are is a face in the mirror

[vineleaves]

That was certainly a weird dream. If he hadn't experienced everyone else being ...weird alternate versions, he wouldn't think anything of it, but considering the fact that he had, he is now wondering if it happened to him, as well.

First order of business though is of course checking on Mercutio, to make sure he is back. Once that particular fear is gone, he decides breakfast is in order, then he should check up on the garden. Hopefully today will be normal and uneventful.



If anyone would like to speak with regular Dionysus now that he is no longer an AU, feel free! Or honestly if you just want to talk to him anyway, that's fine too.

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[vineleaves]

“I don’t blame him. You’re beautiful, love.” He gives him a kiss.

[sagramore]

Sagramore smiles, slightly flushed with pleasure at the compliment. "Well."

[vineleaves]

“As if you don’t know it,” he says with a smile.

[sagramore]

"All right, I might have an inkling."

[vineleaves]

He kisses Sagramore again, a deep, intense kiss that proves if they want to get around to the 'putting on makeup' stage they should probably pick out a dress to go with quickly.

[sagramore]

Sagramore laughs around the edges of the kiss; when he finally draws back, he's flushed, his eyes bright. "Not that one, then. It's an impediment. Let me do one more for thee."

[vineleaves]

"Okay but you have to wear this one again for me some time."

[sagramore]

"I promise." He kisses Dionysus one more time to seal it. "Here, let me try this one." It's an ombre sequined column dress with an open back, perfect for an upscale gala, and now that he's gained weight it hugs his body appealingly.

[vineleaves]

Once the new dress is on, Dionysus steps back slightly¹ to admire it. "Oh, look at you shine, dear."


1. But, you know, not TOO far back.

[sagramore]

"Good?" He moves, swaying his body so that the sequins shimmer.

[vineleaves]

"I love it. I think it's my favorite so far." Because of the sequins. Never let it be said he isn't an easily distractable god.

[sagramore]

"Well, then. Let this be the one. Thou canst choose my face now."

[vineleaves]

"Yes, but first, it has been far too long since I kissed you last." It has been approximately one minute. Either way, he kisses Sagramore again, then goes to grab the box of makeup.

[sagramore]

Sagramore grins and pulls out a chair for himself, so he's not looming over Dionysus. He tends just to wear studs in the holes Shen Yuan pierced in his ears, but he's considering something flashier for moments like these.

[vineleaves]

"Okay, close your eyes," he instructs as he opens a container of eyeshadow primer.

[sagramore]

"As thou bidst me," closing them.

[vineleaves]

He presses a kiss to Sagramore's forehead then quickly gets the primer on, and starts digging back through the box for one of the palettes he saw earlier. "I love getting to put makeup on people," he says, very much in the tone of a 'thank you'.

[sagramore]

"Dost not need to wait for me to ask. I enjoy pleasing thee."

[vineleaves]

“How fortunate,” he says, testing to see how pigmented one of the eyeshadow shades is by brushing a swatch on the back of his hand, “because everything you do pleases me.”

[sagramore]

"Ease up," laughing. "Thou hast to space thy praises out a little."

[vineleaves]

"Gotta fit them all in when I get the chance, actually." He gently lifts Sagramore's face a little by his chin and starts in with the first color of eyeshadow.

[sagramore]

Oh, he likes that -- he doesn't mind being moved around, and he finds that sense of being in Dionysus' hands soothing. "I don't know that's strictly true--"

[vineleaves]

"It is." He does, after all, have a his-lifetime's worth of compliments he needs to squeeze in to a mortal-lifetime's worth of opportunity. He doesn't say that part out loud though. "I have to make sure you know how precious you are to me, you know."

[sagramore]

"I'm still getting used to being precious," Sagramore admits, grateful his eyes are closed.

[vineleaves]

"Aaaall the more reason for me to make a point to let you know," he says, his voice gentle and quiet as he works to get the eyeshadow colors looking the way he wants. Iridescent gold, fading in to and surrounded by a silvery grey. "Open your eyes and look up for me." So he can get a bit of the color under his bottom lashes.