#put all of his cuntiness into one line of a one off acting gig

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8x08 - Wannabes

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Five People’s Thoughts on Adore and Bianca: Courtney Act (1/5) (Biadore) - doctor bitchcraftt

Humorous, heartfelt, and thoroughly confused perspectives on the complicated construct that is Adore-and-Bianca.

1. Courtney Act

2. Laganja Estranja

¾. Raja & Raven

5. Trixie Mattel

Xoxoxoxo, bitchcraftt

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Body Language

“Adore?”

“Yes baby?”

Courtney paused in darkening her brows, observing the workroom behind her in the mirror. Although the tabletop lighted mirror blocked her view of Bianca’s face, she could clearly see the way Adore’s eyes lit up at the offer of her spare cincher, and Bianca’s decisive nod.

If there was one thing a queen knew (or learned quickly in some cases), reputation could make or break someone and preceded her by far. Backstage behavior spread quickly between sisters, and a queen who fell on the wrong side of cunty could find herself unable to book gigs for dozens of miles. She’d met Bianca prior to the season six workroom and had nothing but respect for her professionalism. Courtney had big ears when it came to gossip, and paid close attention when local queens shared accounts of Bianca offering her own makeup, repairing garments without being asked, and giving sharp but constructive critiques. While her reputation as a formidable, quick-witted performer commanded respect, her willingness to help others earned it.

Watching the sparks fly between Adore and Bianca in the Untucked lounge at the very beginning, she expected the latter to be willing to help with makeup or putting Adore in drag, but would never have predicted the level of generosity displayed by The Cincher Incident.

Adore’s raw talent and charisma had yet to be refined, and could very well spell her downfall as the challenges progressed. Her lack of corsetting had been a constant, to the point that Courtney wondered if Michelle Visage even looked at anything about her outfit besides the waistline and hem length. In the battle of wills, she could easily foresee Michelle’s opinion on what constituted a drag silhouette swaying Ru against Adore when it came down to the wire.

Bianca was fiercely competitive (Courtney reluctantly admitted that her drive to win matched or even exceeded her own), and by rights shouldn’t have offered her such a large advantage. Based on Adore’s talent alone, she would have been justified in sitting back and watching a strong opponent be eliminated. And until a day or two ago, Courtney would have sworn that Adore’s allegiance to her prior friendship with Laganja would bring her down too. Laganja’s erratic moods and denial of her own flaws were definitely going to take her out long before they reached the end.

She’d seen Bianca’s quiet kindness in bringing out Trinity’s confidence and expected their friendship to overshadow connections with the other queens. Instead, and inexplicably, she’d also watched Bianca’s mask of calm indifference slip - the softening of her normal harsh tone when she paused mid-conversation to check on Adore during the animal kingdom challenge, a warming of her body language after sitting beside Adore’s Anna Nicole Smith during the Snatch Game.

Courtney picked up her lipstick and considered the implications of Bianca and Adore being able to redirect the energy spent rubbing each other the wrong way into the competition.

The path to the top three had suddenly developed potential roadblocks.

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Several years and seasons of Drag Race later, the ABCD of drag were finally reunited to perform for a few nights together (and what a ride it had been).

Courtney felt the excitement of the night buzzing inside her stomach as they prepared for meet and greets, posting Instagram stories of their backstage antics with a sense of quiet completeness. Riding high on the energy of hugging hundreds of fans and hearing their stories was unmatched by anything. Most were ushered to stand in the middle of the group, ring lights illuminating joy on so many faces.

Returning to their positions in front of the backdrop, she offered the next person in line a hug and wink. Wrapping an arm around the fan was a lost cause though; he only seemed interested in leaning close to Adore Not terribly unusual given the droves of fans dressed in flannel and fishnets.

“One second ladies.”

The photographer paused to work out a technical issue, and Bianca immediately filled the silence with a clever comment to the waiting fan. Curiously, between one second and the next, Courtney could have sworn she saw Adore step back ever so slightly and catch Bianca’s attention with a glance. She definitely saw Bianca’s lashes dip in the barest of subtle assent, communicating in the silent language that seemed to exist in the space between them.

Courtney gave a mental shrug and a wide smile as the photographer indicated that he was ready again. Shifting into position, she caught a flash of movement and black-painted nails just over the guy’s shoulder. Instead of resting comfortably on her lower back as they had been standing for an hour already, Bianca’s hand moved until it was snug around Adore’s hip, effectively blocking any casual contact with her bare midriff.

“Oh, sorry! Too much wine already.”

Bianca’s professional apologetic smile was in place as her hand collided with his arm, and although his laugh seemed a little off, her expression didn’t waver as he settled for an arm around Adore’s shoulders. After the flash went off and they moved to separate for the next fan, Courtney filed away the observation for later examination (preferably in a hot bath).

Adore was tactile as ever, holding fans close and chatting away, and Bianca seemed perfectly content as blushing teenagers clung to her and stammered out their names.

Maybe she hadn’t seen anything after all?

As the meet and greet continued, Courtney paid close attention to them both. A handful of times, and so smoothly that anyone else observing wouldn’t have noticed, Bianca used her own body as a barrier to subtly limit a fan’s access to Adore. Courtney marveled at the silent conversation between them, held in the smallest of head tilts and pursed lips. Twice Bianca gently steered Adore to the opposite side without any prompting at all that Courtney could pick up on (they hadn’t even been looking at each other, she mused).

Afterwards, when they were all four piled onto Bianca’s bed together, Courtney almost opened her mouth to comment on what she’d seen.

In the end though, as they were sharing out the covers, she decided she didn’t need to ask at all.