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Is Grey a Color [Biadore] Part 6 - Falling Snowflake

This is it guys. The last part of ‘Is Grey a Color?’. Thank you all for reading, I love you!

The months between the last day of filming at the airing of the first episode went okay. The group chat that Roy, Danny, Shane and Greg had on Facebook was active every day, and Roy didn’t miss them so much. He still had his work, he still had his gigs at the bars, and he had his other friends.

Watching the episodes had been harder. He had seen how much he had fallen in love, but none of the back story. Danny had been right, however, they had become the hottest topic of the season. The viewers spammed them with questions, but as Roy lived in New York and Danny lived in California, and they hadn’t even met up, people were even more confused.

It was never said on the show – no one know if Danny was his soulmate or not, but Roy himself thought it was pretty obvious. He wasn’t that nice toward anyone else. No one. Then came the episode he had dreaded. The episode with the fainting, which he had no idea if they were even going to air or not.

“She’s everything I want to be when I’m 57,” Danny said in his confessionals, and Roy gaped. “She’s gonna kill me!”

He found his phone and sent a text to Danny

To Chola <3:

Damn right I am going to kill you! 57??? BITCH!

From Chola <3:

;*

Roy put down his phone again with a smile and continued watching the rest of the episode. They had done some really good editing, for sure, as they hadn’t included the fainting, and it didn’t look like anything had happened. Roy was impressed, and he was relieved.

The rest of the episodes were pretty much as expected when it came to his and Danny’s relationship, although he had never noticed how much the other queens had reacted when he helped with Danny’s dripping in jewels dress.

Before he knew it, it was time to film the reunion, and Roy was nervous as fuck. He hadn’t seen any of the queens in ages, on purpose, and Bianca was one of the top three. Plus, he and Danny would definitely have to talk. Of course on the stage, but also just the two of them.

As he was chatting to Ben and Dan, or Milk as he was better known as, while waiting for the others to arrive, he felt arms wrap around him from behind. He was about to hit them in the face until he recognized Danny’s embrace and smell. The grin on his lips was so big, and he turned around excitedly to hug him back.

“Oh my god, hi,” he muttered into the hug, not letting go of the younger man. He hadn’t even realized how much he had missed Danny until then. He don’t know how it happened, but suddenly they were both crying and going around in circles. After what felt like a small eternity, they pulled away, and Roy wiped his tears.

“You bitch, I’ve missed you so fucking much,” he said with a grin. “I never feel more intelligent or beautiful than when I’m with you!”

“Fuck off,” Danny rolled his eyes, but going by the grin, he wasn’t too offended. “I’ve missed you too, Grandpa.”

“Okay, bye,” Roy held his hand up and walked away, making Danny laugh. He smiled as he greeted Shane, just doing some small-talk as they were waiting for instructions on what to do next.

Naturally, during the next days, Roy had to spend quite some time with Shane and Danny, but he never had a moment where he could speak to Danny all alone. It frustrated him, but he supposed it might be better if they waited until all the filming was over anyway.

The filming of the actual finale was what he had been most worried about, and as they sat there on stage, Adore, Bianca, Courtney and RuPaul, Bianca was certain she was going to be sick. It was time to tell her and Adore’s story to the world.

“Let’s take some fan questions from the audience,” RuPaul said, and Latrice got up. Hopefully, it wouldn’t be a question for her. After a lot of cheering and laughing, Latrice finally read the fucking question.

“Okay, this is a fan of Facebook question for Adore from Miguel Torres,” Latrice started, and Bianca felt relieved that she wasn’t the victim.

“’I kind of get the feeling that you have a crush on Bianca Del Rio out of drag, do you?” Latrice read up, and Bianca blushed and tried to act a bit surprise. Courtney looked over her as well, while Adore just looked panicked.

“Uhm,” Adore hesitated. “Well, yeah, uhm, of course I did. I mean, I still do. Both in and out of drag.”

Bianca’s eyes widened, and she tried not to fall off the chair as the rest of the audience cheered louder than she thought possible. She didn’t expect her to say that. RuPaul smiled briefly at them.

“Well, good luck, bitch, I only give to charity once a year,” Bianca joked, grinning over at her and placing a hand on her arm.

“Well, I suppose we have some more stuff to talk about later, girls!” Ru said, receiving cheers and applause from the audience. “But let’s go through the questions first, shall we?”

“Party,” Adore said, and Bianca smiled fondly at her. She was the cutest thing ever.

After a few questions, they had a wedding to do. Joslyn was finally getting married to her soulmate, and Bianca was really happy for her. She would love to get married to her soulmate too, though.

As the wedding finished, she could hear one of the queens in the first row shouting at Ru to marry Adore and Bianca too. Bianca wouldn’t be opposed to that idea, to be honest, but she shook her head with a laugh. A few people booed at her, but she just showed them her finger.

They got a small break, and then it was out on the stage again to talk to Ru. This was the moment Bianca had dreaded. RuPaul started by talking to Courtney, then talked a bit to both Bianca and Adore separately before Bianca heard the audience let out a simultaneous ‘aw’. She looked up to see a picture of their hug after snatch game. The exact moment she went colors.

“So, Bianca,” Ru looked at her, and Bianca felt like fainting right there and then. “Adore just admitted to have a crush on you. That’s not the whole story, is it?”

“Uhm, no,” Bianca shook her head. “It’s really not. Quite a lot more complicated, really.”

“We’ve made a little video of Adore and Bianca’s story through drag race, please watch.”

The video started with showing both of their entrances, and then their first time seeing each other, but instead of focusing on the other girls, they focused on Adore and Bianca. Bianca looked absolutely disgusted by Adore and Laganja, and she could her Adore laugh next to her. Adore, on the other hand, just seemed extremely annoyed at Bianca’s present.

They then showed the untucked scene where Adore told her that she wouldn’t want to work with her. Bianca felt a bit sad at the memory, but the Bianca on the screen seemed a lot sadder than she remembered being. After this they jumped to the snatch game, just putting in a few clips of them laughing and having fun in their little corner. Bianca turned over to look at Adore, who was grinning from ear to ear.

And there it was, the hug. Bianca inhaled sharply. This was not even remotely okay for her, and she didn’t want to relive it. They included the small conversation they had about soulmates, but not the actual reveal. Then of course the scene where Bianca volunteered to let Adore borrow her cincher, and the scene where the girls found out about Bianca’s colors. After this it jumped straight to the confessional where Danny called her 57 years old, and Bianca glared over at the younger queen, who hid her face in her hands.

Then the music of the video changed dramatically, and then they showed the clip of Bianca falling to the stage and screaming in pain. She briefly noticed both Adore and Courtney grabbing one of her hands each, trying not to panic right there on stage. This was not a pleasant memory. They included the untucked scene too, where Adore was crying and the other queens were speculating on whether Bianca’s soulmate was one of them.

Then it was the scene in the werk room after they had shown Bianca the footage of the day. And then their secret was out to everyone in their room, with the two words coming out of Adore’s mouth:

“It’s me.”

The clips showed the girls getting closer and closer, until the same dramatic music came up. Everyone was on stage, and Bianca noticed that both herself and Adore looked really out of shape. The way she had grabbed Trinity had been almost scary, as she frantically had told her to get anyone at all who could help them.

It then cut to the untucked lounge, where they got the message that they were advised to break their bond. Then it stopped. It went black, and the whole room was completely silent. No one made a sound, and Bianca was unsure whether it was because of shock or respect for her and Adore. She looked over at the other queen who was crying, and she stepped down off her stool to go over and hug her.

Adore got off her stool as well, hugging her back, and Bianca heard the room slowly erupt into a huge applause. She could hear Adore giggle slightly into her ear, and she pulled away and smiled at her. They both sat down again, looking at Ru, who was crying herself.

“So, Bianca, how has this been for you?” RuPaul asked, looking at her.

“Well,” Bianca hesitated. “As I said in the video, I thought soulmates were bullshit. I never even wanted one, and I thought that it was just a bunch of crap. Never have I been more wrong, though. But it was tough. At first, Adore didn’t even know, and I went around her like a lovesick puppy. Then, when she finally got to know, we had to break it off a week later! It was devastating, and I broke down several times. In fact, I was sure I was going home, just because my mind was so preoccupied with the perfect human being sitting here next to me.”

Adore blushed, and Bianca smiled at her, not even noticing the ‘awing’ and cheering going around. Nothing mattered when Adore was there.

“Adore,” RuPaul’s voice broke them out of their brief moment. “What has this been like for you?”

“Honestly? Utter and complete shit. I put Bianca through so much more than necessary, and hearing from a doctor that you might kill your soulmate if you don’t consent to breaking the bond, yeah, that was really difficult. I love Bianca with all of my heart, and I would do anything to have her back as my soulmate. Unfortunately, you can’t bring back a broken bond.”

“Is there anything you would like to say to Bianca that you feel like you haven’t said?” RuPaul asked quietly, and Bianca looked over at Adore with a sad expression. This was hard on both of them. Adore bit her lip and nodded before turning to Bianca and grabbing her hands.

“You are one of the greatest, strongest, and I’m sorry Bianca, but you’re also one of the nicest and most loving people I’ve ever met,” Adore said, choking up. “I love you more than anyone in the world, and I’m so sorry for doing this to you and taking away your colors.”

“You didn’t take away my colors, you moron,” Bianca chuckled, tearing up herself. “You brought me colors, and even though I don’t see them now, I will forever remember how beautifully green your eyes are, and how the color of your cheeks would change just a bit whenever I smiled. You changed me, you changed my life, and I wouldn’t take back any of this. Not if I get to have you in my life.”

“Come on, kiss!” Laganja shouted, and both Adore and Bianca turned their heads to look at her. Adore turned back to Bianca and looked into her eyes, when Bianca gave her a small nod, she leaned in and pressed their lips softly together. Bianca grinned as they pulled away to a loud cheer. She looked over at the audience to see anyone standing up and applauding them. With a blush, she looked down, not letting go of Adore’s hand.

“This must be the most memorable reunited episode in drag race herstory!” RuPaul exclaimed, and this time, even Bianca and Adore joined in on the cheering. “But now, my ladies, it’s time to crown America’s next drag superstar.”

The filming process was long, as they first shot Adore’s crowning, then Bianca’s crowning, and lastly Courtney’s crowning. Just as they expected to be finished for the day, RuPaul told them that she wanted to film one last crowning. Bianca frowned and looked at the two others who looked just as lost. They all went back to their places, with no idea of what would happen now.

“The winners,” RuPaul said, and everyone started gasping and looking at each other. Bianca immediately looked over at Adore, who looked like she was going to fall over from shock. “Of ‘RuPaul’s Drag Race’, America’s next drag superstars are.”

The crowd went wild, shouting out names. Bianca couldn’t breathe, and her hand was probably broken from all of the force Adore put on it.

“Adore Delano and Bianca Del Rio!” RuPaul shouted out, and Bianca and Adore instantly hugged each other, before Courtney ran into their hug as well. They both walked over to Jinkx, who gave Bianca the scepter. Bianca however, handed it over to Adore. “Enjoy the moment,” she told her, before grabbing her hand and walking to the front of the stage with her. They had been told to wear matching outfits, but never in their wildest dreams had any of them expected this to happen.

They both stuttered out some words about being grateful, but honestly, none of them were able to concentrate at all. There was a possibility that they might win this together. Bianca just went with her instincts and kissed Adore again with a huge grin. They both said thank you, and then they finished filming.

“Well,” Courtney looked at them. “Congratulations. We all know who’s not winning now.” Bianca would love to talk against her, but Courtney did have a point. After this it would either be her or Adore. Adore, however, bless her, hugged Courtney.

“We don’t know that for sure! He probably just did that because of the whole soulmate thing,” Adore said, but probably even she knew that that was a damn lie.

“Anyway,” Courtney sighed, looking at them. “The two of you will definitely need to talk, so I’ll go talk to Darienne or someone. Okay? Love you guys.”

“Love you too,” Adore and Bianca said at the same time, glad to finally be alone.

“I’m sorry for kissing you,” Bianca told Adore, looking down.

“Wait, why are you sorry? You know I obviously wanted this too!” Adore said, frowning at Bianca.

“I’m sorry for kissing you, because I can’t be with you.”

“Wha’?” Adore looked hurt and confused, and Bianca’s heart broke into a thousand pieces.

“I-I’m sorry, love, but I don’t think I could handle it. Not when I know what we could have had,” Bianca whispered. “We will never be the same again. I want to be your best friend, but I can’t be in a relationship with you. It feels wrong without the bond there.”

“Oh, uhm, okay,” Adore nodded, biting her lip. “I was going to tell you something, by the way, and now you might hate me even more. We didn’t have to remove the bond, I didn’t have the condition they were talking about. It was the stress that I was under that kept my body from developing the bond. So, yeah, I’m sorry Bianca.”

Bianca left without a word, grabbing all of her stuff and leaving without even getting out of drag. With the help of some crew members she got back to the hotel without getting recognized, and as she got to her room she just sat down on the floor. She didn’t cry, didn’t smile, didn’t do anything. She just sat there in drag for several hours while wondering what she had done to deserve this shit.

“Roy!” Shane knocked on his door. “Danny just told me. Please open up. You know you need to talk about this shit with someone.”

Bianca opened up the door, and Shane looked at her. He was obviously surprised that she wasn’t even out of drag yet, and he silently got some makeup wipes and started helping her removing her makeup. He removed her wig first, both of them keeping their mouth shut.

“I was about to ask if you were okay, but it’s pretty obvious that you’re not,” Shane muttered as he started removing Bianca’s foundation. “But this wasn’t Danny’s fault, you know.”

“I’m not mad at Danny,” Bianca admitted, removing her own eye makeup. “I’m mad at the show for putting us through this, I’m mad at myself for letting us go through with the bond removal, and I’m mad with the doctor who gave Danny the wrong information.”

“You’re allowed to,” Shane said, still working on removing thick layer of foundation covering Roy’s face. “This wasn’t your fault either, though. None of you knew, you did what you thought would be best.”

Once all the makeup was gone and he had undressed, Roy sat down next to Shane on his bed. “I don’t think I’ll ever be able to go back to him, not after this. I would be so mad at myself and the whole situation that the whole relationship would be incredibly unhealthy.”

“Then don’t go back to him,” Shane shrugged. “After the airing of the finale in two weeks you can probably just tell him that you don’t want anything to do with him if you want.”

“But I do want something to do with him! Just not a relationship.”

Shane just sighed, and Roy laid down on his bed. Before he knew it, both he and the blond boy next to him had both fallen asleep.

Danny and Roy ignored each other the entire two weeks, not even talking to each other in the group chat. Therefore, the tension was very awkward as they stepped into the room to watch the finale together with Courtney. And honestly, Bianca would probably have ran away if she could. Watching the whole finale, including the story of how they became soulmates was incredibly painful, and none of them could wait for it to end.

Finally, the time was there, and it was time to announce who had won. Bianca watched the screen closely together with Adore and Courtney, all of them incredibly anxious to see who had won.

“The winners are,” RuPaul said, and Bianca’s heart stopped as she looked over to Adore. They had won together. They were the first couple to ever win drag race. “Adore Delano and Bianca Del Rio!”

Courtney hugged Bianca first, then Adore was dragged into the hug as well. Tears were streaming, Courtney was laughing and congratulating them, and Adore looked happier than Bianca had ever seen her. They all pulled away from the hug, and Bianca looked into Adore’s eyes as she grabbed her hand and squeezed it.

This made Adore jump straight into her lap and kiss her. Bianca closed her eyes and kissed her back, unable to stop herself. Fuck bad feelings and broken bonds, this was where she belonged. However, when she opened her eyes, she was met with a face that was portraying an amount of surprise probably equal to her own.

“Fuck, I’ve missed those colors,” Adore said.

Falling Snowflake

Thank you for sticking with me through the 25,000 words that has become ‘Is Grey a Color’. Go to my profile @biadore-falling-snowflake and take the poll to decide what will happen to this story!

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Chris’s Tour - Naperville, IL 7-18-17

(Otherwise known as my birthday present :)) 

I see @wowbright - is posting her photos today (yay)! I didn’t have photos, sorry guys.  But hopefully I’ll have a decent account.  

So @multsicorn came to visit me for a few days, which was absolutely delightful.  We had a nice drive to Chicago listening to Glee music, because of course.  (We also had a splendid chat on the way home).  We met up with the lovely @notthatbea (at a Barnes and Noble where my old store manager works now apparently - small world).  And delivered in a lovely box was one of @snarkyhag‘s many gifts - a bingo card for the tour.  It’s funny - except for a few spaces - there were all pretty much filled during the event. 

So - we went out to this lunch where we had bison burgers and they gave us these pickled cucumbers -- they were too vinegar-y to be cucumbers but not pickled enough to be pickles.  It was interesting.  And then we went to an icecream place that sold raw cookie dough and it was amazing.  Afterwards we met up with @leydhawk and @wowbright, who are both amazing and kind, and we had a nice chat while we stood in line for two hours. 

The event - Chris came out, all relaxed and happy (and looking good - he looks better every year I see him - and Snarky untucked I mean c’mon).  His opening speech was a little more scripted than it was the previous year (or practiced as I’m sure he says the same lines at ever event) but he was still funny and charming, and of course it’s all new to the majority of the audience.  He then read a part of his book - and was more animated, getting into the voices more, than when he read last year.  He was have a great time acting out all the parts of his story.  

Oh also! He takes a selfie as he always did.  But first, he took a photo of the crowd.  He held his camera up - and bam - Notthatbea and I are probably, like, upfront and close in that photo.  Cause we were sitting four rows back, but he held it up a little (so not to get the first row in the shot) and we’re pretty sure our faces are front and center.  Also - in Alla’s shot of the crowd, you can totally make out the five of us who were there! 

I believe the trivia stuff was next.   The one thing about this that I remember is that there’s a portion where the kids could try to stump Chris.  There was one little boy who pointed out a continuity error (The Pied Piper is named one thing in book 2 (?) and something else in book 6 - and the kid asked why that was.)  Chris just stood there hilariously dumbfounded and speechless (in a good way), and claimed that he needed to reread his books more.  It was a fun little moment. Also - as notthatbea reported - during this section we learned that the original title for book 6 was Happily Forever After.  

The costume contest was next.  A sweet girl in a Cinderella costume won.  There was also an amazing Cyborg Queen costume (that came in second imo) and Morina - who’s horns kept falling off (poor girl - she had a great costume though. Chris, as usual, delighted at everyone, as I’m sure this is one of his favorite portions.  We had two rows of kids go up there - and most of them were really awesome costumes.  

Now - okay - there was one really awkward moment, though, during this.  The people from the news site that shall not be named were there and in the front row (I know it was them because they took video over everything, claimed it was their own stuff, and posted it on their site - even though Chris’s people explicitly told us not to take video).  Two of the posse got up for the costume contest.  One of them was wearing a ‘likes boys’ tshirt, and was obviously supposed to be Kurt.  The other one was dressed as kind of a hipster - I have no idea what they were going for - I don’t think it was anyone in TLoS.   Anyway - omg - second hand embarrassment.  Chris - amazing that he is - ignored them completely.  (This is also why he pretty much ignored the entire front row the entire night despite them throwing comments out to him throughout the night.)  I don’t know what they were trying to do pulling that - but c’mon.  But what can I expect from people deliberately ignoring his wishes. 

Anyway -- then we got the Q and A session, which was much, much longer than last year - it was nearly twenty minutes long.  And, cause my memory is perfect,  here’s what came up: 

A girl asked that if he wasn’t doing a movie, would he consider doing a musical.  He deadpanned a no, but then said it would have been a possibility.  He also mentioned that he was ‘in talks about something but then they stopped talking’.  I don’t know if this was TLoS related or not though.  

He was asked if he would appear in the movies (like Stan Lee!) and he said maybe as a troll or something, but he doesn’t want to play a major role. 

Someone asked how many publisher rejections he got for Wishing Spell.  (And his face was like, dayum, okay...) But he mentioned that being on TV helped with that, so he got zero.  But he did have to convince the publisher that he could write. 

His movie is going to be live action with real people (though he joked that ‘real people’ is a matter of opinion as well)

The acting v writing question again - and he said his standard I love them both answer, though he did remark that people keep wanting him to choose one but he really can’t. 

A 12yo girl asked what his favorite Glee performance was.  This time he answered Lucky Star cause he got to fly around.  Also - he and June Squibb are still besties. :) 

A unique question - someone asked if he knew anything about the TLoS characters that weren’t in the book.  It stumped him for a little bit, then said he had ideas for a prequel series, so he didn’t want to give much away.  But apparently there was a lot of drama with the fairy council.  Also - Mother Goose’s magic is not what it seems - and he hopes he lives long enough to eventually tell that story, lol. 

Someone asked about casting - and Chris said they haven’t found anyone yet - but then he goes on to say that it’s strange when his job is looking at pictures of 10yos all day.  (Out of context, the way he said it sounded really creepy, and made me laugh)

A little 9yo asked what inspired him to start writing TLoS - and mostly the standard answer about his mom reading fairy tales to him, and her getting fed up with all the questions so she told him to write them himself - but he directed the answer right to her, and spoke in a way relating to her, so it was sweet.  

A girl asked about when he wrote while on Glee - and he gave his usual story about being on tour and writing a page and then running up to sing - though he made the story a little longer this time, and mentioned DSB, I Wanna Hold Your Hand, and then Single Ladies.  (Usually he just mentions Single Ladies).  (as an aside - he mentions that everyone else was just kind of going out and doing things as he stayed in and wrote - so huh) 

Will there be multiple movies - he hopes so, but they’re going to focus on one at a time. He joked with the little girl asking, though, that it was her responsibility now to make sure the first movie does well so she needs to go out and spread the word - and if it fails, totally her fault, lol 

Which book was his favorite to write - Stranger Than Fanfiction has been his absolute favorite (this surprised me), but then book 5 was his favorite in TLoS series because he got to use his own original stories he made up as a kid.  The next question was kind of a follow up - where he was asked, which of those was his favorite.  And he can’t really choose (3 way tie between the three he made up as a kid).  Galaxy Queen is the one he created recently for book 5, but the rest were stories he made up when he was a kid. 

How’d he get the names Alex and Conner - same kind of answer as usual, Alex was originally Amy after a cousin, but then there was a new cousin named Alex.  Conner was from a character he played in community theater. 

Will he write more books like Starbordia? - Maybe? It’s a possible spin off idea.  (Side note - he didn’t sound that interested in the idea though) 

Favorite books growing up - Harry Potter, of course, but Alice in Wonderland, Peter Pan - and he mentions Eva Ibbotson, who I’m not familiar with - but who is a British author who writes a lot of young, young children books (I’d say stuff for 6-9yos) 

Conner and Alex are both him, and the arguments they have are like arguments he has in his head. 

Someone asked him to sing - of course he said no, and that if he did it for one, he’d have to do it for all of them, and that’s just too much pressure.  Then, the front row yelled that he had a voice like an angel - to which he replied that his dog and cat don’t feel the same way cause they run out of the room when he starts singing.  He did say, to the original person asking, and the audience in general, that he was happy that people enjoyed his voice.  

Alright - so then this delightful 13yo girl, who was a bit Red-like, came up and basically pitched herself as an actress who’d be happy to be in his movie.  It was hilarious.  He asked if she’d be happy being a tree - and she said yes, and that her people will contact him.  Her question, though, was about how Glee impacted his writing.  And he joked that Glee made him so famous, that he couldn’t leave his house, so he had nothing better to do than write.  But more so, he talked about how acting helped him hear the voices of his characters better.  But also that writing helped with acting, so you can create backstory for your characters. 

What is he most excited to do, regarding the movies? He’s super excited about walking out on sets and seeing these places he only imagined become real. 

What songs does he listen to while writing? Film scores!! Including Danny Elfman and, my personal favorite which I totally listen to all the time to write, y’all know this, Hans Zimmer.  

So yeah - that’s the Q and A.  He was very sweet and engaged during the entire thing, which was awesome to see. 

He wrapped up by doing another reading, this time from the Mother Goose diaries.  The thing that stuck out to me about this was that he was reading an entry about Amelia Earheart - where she said she faked her own death and went away to an island because fame got too much for her, and she wanted to live peacefully away from everything for the rest of her days.  (hmm - Chris....) 

So that’s the event! It’s always a delight to see him - and I know he loves these events more than the signings - he’s just so thrilled to be there, and there’s a ton of excitement over the film.  

After that, we all headed back home.  Was a great time, and a great birthday. :) 

#chris colfer #do I have a tag for the signings? I'll have to check that out

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RuPaul’s Drag Race: 10 Funniest Quotes From The Show That Became Mainstream – Screen Rant

There is no denying that RuPaul’s Drag Race has become a pop culture phenomenon. Nowadays, this franchise is an Emmy-winning, social media-conquering, popular culture-shaping juggernaut for VH1 and its parent company Viacom as a whole.

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All in all, the Drag Race vernacular has entered mainstream consciousness and spilled all over the different parts of the entertainment industry. Many of the show’s iconic catchphrases and hilarious quotes are now part of everyday lingo, not only forwarding the Paris Is Burning language, but also creating its own Drag Race-specific references. Read below to find out some of the funniest quotes of the show that became mainstream.

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10 “NO T, NO SHADE, NO PINK LEMONADE”

Jasmine Masters has conquered the internet with her short videos on social media. In 2019, for instance, Ms. Masters went viral with her “And I oop–” quote from a video posted online.

When it comes to RuPaul’s Drag Race quotes that went mainstream, we certainly have to mention Jasmine Masters’ “No T, no shade, no pink lemonade” quote on season 6, which has become something that a lot of people say in different contexts. Essentially, this quote means, “I don’t mean to be disrespectful, but…”

Despite her short run on RuPaul’s Drag Race All Stars 4, it is always a hoot to watch Jasmine Masters on TV. Thankfully, we can count on her online presence to laugh with this iconic queen.

9 “DON’T GET BITTER, JUST GET BETTER!”

Alyssa Edwards may not have done well during the “RuPaul Roast” episode of season 5, but her “Don’t get bitter, just get better” quote during that challenge was certainly one for the books. Over time, this quote also ended up entering mainstream consciousness, as it is something that people find both general enough and relatable enough to say.

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Another iconic thing about Alyssa Edwards on RuPaul’s Drag Race is her signature tongue pop, which is now widely recognizable and imitated by virtually every drag queen in the world.

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8 “YOUR TONE SEEMS VERY POINTED RIGHT NOW”

Throughout Drag Race history, it is hard to find a bigger lovable rebel than Willam. All in all, Willam has an eerie calmness to her, as well as a hilarious and self-conscious narcissism that is hard to imitate.

During the Untucked episode of season 4’s “Frenemies,” Phi Phi O’Hara went off on Willam, assertively telling her that Drag Race was “a show for talented people” and saying that the queen should not be there at all. After Phi Phi’s succession of insults, Willam calmly replied, “Your tone seems very pointed right now.”

As a GIF, Willam’s quote has grown a life of its own, as it is understandably a very relatable response to just about any accusation or aggressive behavior that may be directed at you.

7 “BACK ROLLS!?”

At this point, the entire world knows that “Back rolls!?” is the best of saying “I have no idea what this person is talking about, and how dare they.”

This quote was delivered by Alyssa Edwards during an Untucked episode of season 5, as Jade Jolie was accused the queen of displaying back rolls on the runway. This quote is so mainstream that it even made its way to an episode of Jeopardy!.

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6 “BECAUSE I AM WHAT? SICKENING.”

On season 3, Shangela was a returning contestant with a lot to prove. However, Mimi Imfurst was not very content with this queen’s return to the series, and decided to point out that she had heard rumors about Shangela having a ‘sugar daddy.’

What followed Mimi Imfurst’s accusation was a sickening response from Shangela, as she candidly delivered what has become one of the most widely-recognized quotes in the history of RuPaul’s Drag Race. In response to Mimi, Shangela said: “I don’t have a sugar daddy. I’ve never had a sugar daddy. If I wanted a sugar daddy, yes, I probably can go out and get one, because I am what? Sickening.”

5 “THE SHADE… THE SHADE OF IT ALL.”

It is impossible to think about season 4 without remembered Latrice Royale, and her iconic first appearance on Drag Race was kicked off on the very first episode, when the queen delivered her “The shade… The shade of it all” quote.

“The shade of it all” has largely defined the Drag Race franchise. There are various song titles, podcast names, and an incredible variety of GIFs that all reference this one quote from Latrice Royale.

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4 “FACTS ARE FACTS, AMERICA!”

There is no doubt that Monique Heart’s one-on-one interview segments on season 10 stood out from all of the other contestants. Despite the fact that this queen delivered several iconic quotes, the most iconic line of all was certainly “Facts are facts, America!”, which she said while breaking the fourth wall on Drag Race.

This line has become so popular and mainstream that politician Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez even tweeted it out in January of 2019, in reference to the importance of fact-checking information in the age of the internet.

3 “YOU’RE PERFECT YOU’RE BEAUTIFUL, YOU LOOK LIKE LINDA EVANGELISTA”

While this certainly did not start out as a ‘funny’ moment, Aja’s resentful “Linda Evangelista” speech to Valentina on season 9 has become one of the most hilarious and iconic quotes in the history of RuPaul’s Drag Race.

RELATED: RuPaul’s Drag Race: 10 Queens We’d Love To See Return For All Stars 5

The full quote goes, “You’re perfect, you’re beautiful, you look like Linda Evangelista, you’re a model. Everything about you is perfect. Did you stone those tights? Oh, you’re smiling!” This unforgettable moment has been remixed as a song quite a few times over the years, and it had been shared repeatedly as a GIF on social media.

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2 “MISS VANJIE (3X)”

Vanessa Vanjie Mateo was sent home first on season 10 of RuPaul’s Drag Race, but little did she know that her runway exit would become one of the most mainstream moments in the history of reality show competitions. Her “Miss Vanjie, Miss Vanjie, Miss Vanjie” chant while walking backwards went on to be referenced countless times by celebrities everywhere.

To name a few, Rihanna has said “Miss Vanjie” during an Instagram story, RuPaul wore a Miss Vanjie necklace to the Time 100 Gala, and countless memes have been shared online using the phrase. This has not only solidified Vanessa Vanjie Mateo’s place in Drag Race history, but it has also catapulted the franchise itself to new mainstream heights.

1 “NOT TODAY, SATAN. NOT TODAY.”

On season 6, Bianca Del Rio was the queen of everything. This queen killed every challenge, delivered iconic one-liners during her one-on-one interviews, and ultimately became one of the most widely respected Drag Race winners of all time.

When ranking Bianca Del Rio’s quotes on the show, it is hard not to put “Not today, Satan. Not today.” at the very top. Over time, this quote has developed an entire life of its own, being worn as a t-shirt by celebrities, said by Jimmy Fallon on The Tonight Show, and even referenced on The Chilling Adventures of Sabrina.

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‘RuPaul’s Drag Race’: The Vixen Is Ready to Send ‘Obnoxious’ Eureka O’Hara Home -- Watch! (Exclusive)

What happens on Untucked comes to the werk-room.

In ET’s exclusive first look at this week’s all-new RuPaul’s Drag Race, The Vixen and Asia O’Hara kiki over the experiences so far. The Vixen is frustrated that she hasn’t received much face-time with the judges. Instead, she’s been hanging backstage during best and worst critiques, filming the Drag Race after-show, Untucked, and getting into fights.

“I want to hear from the judges,” she tells Asia. “I just feel like I’m not having the full experience yet. Every time I end up in Untucked, it’s some drama, so I would just like to come to Untucked and be like, ‘Hey, y’all, what happened?’”

Last week, The Vixen and Eureka O’Hara got into a shouting match after Eureka accused her of being negative. Things only got worse when Eureka said she was going to walk away for a smoke break, but actually stuck around and accused The Vixen of treating her differently than the rest of the cast, which The Vixen didn’t deny. When Asia asks The Vixen for an update on her and Eureka, The Vixen says there isn’t one: “I’m ignoring her.”

“Once my beast is out, it takes a good while for me to put it back,” The Vixen notes in a confessional.

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Eventually, Asia asks The Vixen, “If Eureka and Aquaria had to lip sync, which one of them would you rather see go home?”

“Honestly, Eureka,” The Vixen replies. “‘Cause she’s so obnoxious. Like, she could be on the other side of the room and still in my ear, you know what I mean?”

“If it’s any mess, this ho is ready to fight and I’m no part of it,” Asia shares in a confessional. “My teeth were too expensive.”

Tune into RuPaul’s Drag Race on Thursday at 8 p.m. ET on VH1 to see what happens next. When Eureka stopped by the ET studios last month, she admitted that the personalities of season 10 were a lot to handle.

“There's a lot of type-A personalities that really want to be seen, really want to be heard,” she teased. “Season nine was a little calmer, I think, and a little more sisterly. Now, we've grown to be sisters, but honey, in competition, we were vicious f**king b***hes. So, be ready!”

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Convention - Fryshook (Violet/Katya)

It’s not the first time Violet’s been under Katya; it’s just the first time they’ve had an audience.

a/n: back at it again at the vatya store. Pronouns and names are fluid depending on the context of the scene. Scenes take place between season 7 all the way up to NYC drag con. They are not in chronological order, but they are in…an order. Sorry if it’s confusing. a03

Violet walked out into the smoking alley behind the convention center. It wasn’t exactly the fresh air she craved, but it would have to do for now.

A familiar cackle-cough caught her attention and yep, there she was, barefoot and smoking like a tire fire, chatting with a fan.

Violet sauntered up to the blonde, laying a gloved hand on her shoulder. Katya turned and, still chatting with the fan, squeezed Violet in a quick hug.

“…you know what I mean?” Katya said. The fan nodded, eyes wide and darting frantically between the two queens.

“Um,” the fan said, “I–”

“You should take pictures of us,” Violet suggested. The fan nodded, whipping out their phone. Their hands were shaking. “Calm down. I don’t want you posting blurry pics to your tumblr or whatever.”

Katya laughed, taking a drag of her cigarette. “Such a bitch,” she said, dropping down to wrap her arms around Violet’s legs.

*

Later, in Violet’s booth, Katya said: “this brings me back,” and Violet turned to face the sea of cellphones, her fingers digging into the heavy thighs pinning her to the couch.

*

In Violet’s hotel room, Katya barely managed to rip her wig off and say: “that was fun,” before smearing her lipstick all over Violet’s face, her neck, her chest.

“Gotta give the people what they want,” Violet laughed, stroking Katya’s short boy hair. “I thought you didn’t fuck in drag anymore, Yekaterina.”

Katya’s fingers stilled at the laces of Violet’s corset.

“Just so we’re clear.” Katya foisted Violet up and dropped her on the bed with a yelp. She loomed over the young queen, running her hands down her sides as she slipped the corset off and kissed the exposed skin of her stomach. She worked her way down, gently pushing up Violet’s skirt, and continued: “This is not sex.” She watched Violet’s eyes as she leaned in to kiss the thin layer of cloth covering her erection, leaving a mark. “This is an ancient ritual I learned during my brief but beautiful tryst with Satanism. Violet,” she paused, her mouth twitching, “I am going to suck the life out of you.”

“Well, you better hurry up, bitch,” Violet said, “or you’re not gonna make it another year.”

Katya flashed her teeth and pulled the flimsy bit of cloth aside.

Three years ago, Violet pulled Katya aside to ask him:

“Hey. Are you fucked up right now?”

Katya blinked up at the young queen, the skin around his eyes a deep purple. They were in the alley behind the theater, out of drag, waiting to shoot some stupid q&as for the reunion. It was the first time they had seen each other since Katya packed his shit and exited stage 6 for the last time.

It had been about 6 months since his last meeting. He couldn’t remember how long it had been since he slept.

Katya wasn’t very skilled when it came to mathematics, but the sum was…dreary.

It’s alright, man, his sponsor assured him. You’ll be alright. Don’t beat yourself up. This is all so new.

“You’re going to have to be more specific?”

Violet stared him down and Katya shifted uncomfortably.

“Whatever,” Violet said. “It’s none of my business. Are you okay, though?”

Katya flashed his teeth. “I’ll be fine, mom.”

Violet nodded slowly, eyes narrow. “Alright, girl. Let’s get back in there before they think I’m sucking your dick.”

Back at the hotel, Violet gasped and clutched at Katya as she climbed up to catch her in a breathless kiss.

Katya broke away to ask, “Did it work?”

Violet hummed in thought, pulling her back in. They felt Katya gently grind her erection into their stomach. Violet finally broke the kiss to say, “I still feel extremely young and beautiful, but you… look as decrepit as ever.”

Katya laughed, leaning her head into Violet’s shoulder.

“Maybe I got it backwards,” she said. “Let’s try something else.”

*

Violet loved the way Katya looked at her when she took her into their mouth, her pupils so big and black they almost absorbed the green of her eyes entirely.

Katya didn’t have any tattoos, but sometimes Violet fantasized about leaving a mark on her; on her thigh or her hip or her ass. Some kind of memento for her to look at long after they’ve stopped engaging in these trysts.

So if the drugs burn the memories out of your brain, they thought, her fingers digging into the flesh of Katya’s ass, you’ll at least have that.

*

“I can’t believe I’m 35,” Katya said, later.

“Neither can I, honestly.” They looked at each other, and at the same time said:

“I thought I’d be dead by now.”

“I thought you’d be dead by now.”

They both cackled and Violet laid a hand over Katya’s face, covering her grin. She moved her hand to graze her thumb over the lines at the corner of Katya’s eye, her mouth.

They locked eyes. The silence made the hair on the back of Violet’s neck bristle.

“You’re on your way to becoming a beautiful corpse,” she said, breaking the silence. Katya blinked away whatever that look in her eyes was and laughed again.

“You morbid bitch,” she said, pressing a kiss to the palm of Violet’s hand. “I can’t stand you.”

****

They were being shuttled back to the hotel, chatting.

“Well, I have three jobs back home,” Katya was saying. “My day job is running the costume shop. Boring, but respectable. Then, obviously, drag at night. And then later at night I dick down the male population of the greater Boston area for a reasonable fee.”

“Never for free, huh?”

“Are you asking?”

“I don’t know,” Violet said. “How much can I get for 100 grand?”

Katya laughed while the rest of the van erupted into chaos. “For that large but completely arbitrary sum, you could record and distribute it to thousands of your closest friends.”

Violet gave him a weird little look and smirked.

“Now Violet,” Ginger cut in from the back, “I know you are not trying to solicit lewd and illegal acts from my bee-eff-eff..”

“Um,” Katya interrupted, “you mean soliciting lewd acts from RuPaul’s Drag Race: Season Seven’s Meatiest Tuck,™ thanks, thank you, Ginger.”

Violet laughed at Katya before leaning back to address Ginger. “Relax, Minj. I’m sure she’ll give you a friends and family discount.”

Ginger threw her water bottle at Violet as the van erupted again.

*

It had been three years since Violet grasped Katya’s hands and tried to convince her to stay.

Get it together, girl. You deserve to be in the top three with me, she’d said. Or maybe it was: I want you to be in the top three with me. Katya wasn’t sure because that part didn’t make it onto the show, or onto Untucked; it wasn’t even some bonus clip online, somewhere. Sometimes Katya wondered if he’d dreamt it. Maybe he did.

*

“You’re beautiful. Do you believe me when I say that, Katya?”

Brian wasn’t sure how he got to be in this position, again; standing over a toilet in a cramped bathroom stall with Violet Chachki giving him the most aggressive pep talk of his life.

He thought they’d dragged him in there to do something else.

“C'mon, mom, you’re giving me a hard-on,” he said. Violet squinted at him. Brian tried not to focus on the quail-like bun on their head.

“Hey,” they looked into his eyes, “show me you believe me.”

He held their gaze for a moment before reaching a hand up cradle the back of their head. “Violet Chachki,” he said, invoking Katya’s rarely heard Russian accent, “is that really you?” His thumb brushed Violet’s ear as he pulled them down to meet him, their mouths fitting together gently.

Of course, there was vodka on their tongue. Violet’s worries were always exacerbated by alcohol. They wrapped their arm around Katya as they pressed their body against his. He pulled out of their kiss to trail down Violet’s throat, stopping to suck and nip at the valley between their throat and shoulder. Violet groaned and rocked their hips into Katya’s knee, murmuring. 

“You look like shit,” they said, “like you haven’t been sleeping, again.” Brian bit down a little harder. Violet gasped and Brian spun them around, pressing their front into the stall door and gripping their hips.

“They won’t let me sleep, mother,” he said, leaning in, “they whip me; or worse, insult my hairline.”

“You can’t keep it up,” Violet said. Katya ground his crotch against her ass.

“Watch me,” he said.

“You’ll die.” Violet turned their head to catch his eyes as they wiggled against his erection. “And if you’re dead, we can’t do this anymore.”

“Uh,” Brian ground into their ass again, reaching around to unbutton Violet’s fly, “not true. Haven’t you been fucked by a ghost before, Violet? I have.”

*

“I had such a crush on you.”

Katya looked up from his cereal. “You’re joking.”

Violet shook their head. “I was always trying to get you to notice me or make you laugh and you never. Paid attention.” They snorted at the dumbfounded look on Katya’s face. “I would get so pissed when Pearl came back from your fucking smoke breaks giggling about some stupid thing you said–”

“I said plenty of stupid things to you!”

Violet rolled their eyes. “I even–” they stopped, considering their words. “The whole reason I brought up my porny past in the van was because I thought it might impress you, in a weird way?”

Katya dropped her spoon into the bowl with a loud clack.

“You’re kidding.” Violet shook her head again. Katya stared at her, a manic grin spreading across her face. “Well, Violet, I guess if we’re being honest, I googled the hell out of you looking for that damn video as soon as I got home. As soon as I got home. And I didn’t find it. But I did jack off furiously to the thought of it.”

“Really?” Violet squinted, weirdly flattered by this information. Katya nodded jerkily, sputtering in the affirmative. “That’s funny.”

Katya was still shaking her head at her, amazed. “You whore,” she muttered. “I knew you had ulterior motives when you fucking smeared your lipstick all over my face in front of the entire fucking judges panel. No! You know what I thought after that?”

Violet didn’t seem keen to hear the answer, but they asked anyway. “What?”

“I thought: Violet is trying to sneak me into the finals by tricking the producers into thinking we’re a ‘thing.’” Violet’s jaw hung open as Katya cackled. “I did! I thought that. Clearly I overestimated your calculations. Underestimated?“ He set his bowl down and walked over to grab Violet’s hand. “What I’m trying to say, Violet, is that I’m really bad at math.”

*

Three years ago, Violet asked Katya to split an Uber.

“I know we’re all at the same hotel, but,” Violet began, “winners should ride together.” Katya laughed and called her awful, squeezing into the back of the Honda.

At the hotel, Katya walked Violet to their room and before she could turn to go, Violet grabbed her hand and said: “where are you going?”

“Uh,” Katya searched her memory, trying to think of some obligation she’d forgotten. “To bed?”

Violet nodded slowly. “Yeah,” she said. “With me.”

And Katya, dazed despite how painfully sober she was, did not resist as America’s newly-crowned Drag Superstar lead her into the darkness.

*

Three years ago, in a hotel room in Los Angeles (the “winners suite,” Violet called it), Brian snatched the memo pad off the nightstand while Jason chewed on a bagel, zoning out to the 16 and Pregnant rerun on TV.

“Alright, so,” Brian wrapped his non-writing arm around Jason's naked shoulders and began to scribble on the pad. “Let’s see… Six or seven minutes of French kissing…Ten minutes of fellatio…swallowed… okay. Factor in the break here. After the break I gave you a couple tugs, but I was in a good mood so I won’t count that–”

“What are you talking about?” Jason said, trying to read all the nonsense he was writing down.

“…and then last but not least: full penetration to completion. Perfect. Gonna carry the one here, and… yep. That’ll be 100,000 dollars, please.”

Jason's gaze slid from the notepad to Brian.

“You fucking kill me,” they said.

“I will if you don’t pay me.” Brian flashed his teeth. Jason's eyebrows shot up.

“What are you gonna do, old man?” They said, laughing. “Fuck me to death?”

“I’m 32, you fucking bitch, and no, that’ll cost extra and will require some notarized forms,” Brian said, leaning in to catch Violet’s smirking lips. “But I think we can work something out, if you’re interested.”

*

Katya was wrapped around Violet somewhere in Europe when she said, “you know what’s absolutely insane?”

Violet leaned back. “How good my ass feels? I know.”

Katya mapped her face with her eyes, one hand tracing the curve of Violet’s long neck. “We’re here because of a fucking drag TV show.”

Violet smiled a little, confused.

“What do you mean? Like, in Europe?” Katya shook his head. Violet’s eyes narrowed. “You mean you and me.”

“Uh,” Katya chuckled, smoothing back Violet’s hair, “yeah.”

“You think I wouldn’t have seduced you if we weren’t sisters?”

“Oh, please, Violet,” and now Katya was finally hitting her wall with Violet’s self-love bullshit. It was nice at first, and definitely an enviable trait; but sometimes she was just full of shit. “You would have totally ignored me in real life, probably would have had me preemptively blocked on every dating app imaginable–”

Violet interrupted his rant with a scoff.

“Excuse you, bitch? You don’t know me,” Katya rolled his eyes and Violet pushed away from him, sitting up. “I’m totally into the whole… ‘aging goth dad’ thing.” Katya stared at her for a moment before snorting, the shade too accurate to ignore. “This is exactly what I’ve been trying to tell you,” Violet said, their hand wandering underneath the sheets to give Katya’s exhausted cock an affectionate squeeze. “You never give yourself enough credit.”

*

He pushed into her and Violet gasped, reaching back to grasp whatever they could reach of Katya as he rocked into her with a growl.

“I love fucking you,” he said, thrusting into her again and again. “I love fucking you. I love fucking you. Violet?” Katya reached for her cock, “I love fucking you.”

“Don’t you dare,” Violet groaned as Katya began to stroke her cock in time with his thrusts, “stop.”

“I can’t,” he said. “I can’t, I can’t, I can’t.”

*

Violet quietly slipped back into their overalls, trying not to disturb Katya as he slept. They checked their phone, scrolled through the notifications. They put their phone down and watched Katya sleep.

It was time to go, so why weren’t they going?

Their heart jumped when they realized Katya was staring back at them.

“You okay?” Katya murmured.

“Fine,” Violet replied. “Just getting some water.”

If Katya was conscious enough to notice that Violet had to undress before returning to bed, he didn’t say anything; only curled his arm around them as Violet let themself drift back to sleep.

****

Violet had never seen Katya in a man’s suit before.

“Rick Moranis realness, bitch,” she said.

“Oh honey,” Trixie piped in from across the room, “honey I shrunk the kids? More like honey I shrunk the dicks. Honey OH HONEEEEEY…”

“Is that the only suit you own?” Violet asked. Katya laughed before admitting that yes, it was. “And you wore it to set up your booth?”

“No! It’s for the party, later. I actually bought it for a wedding. A straight wedding,” he clarified, tipping his fake glasses so they knew he was serious. Violet nodded.

“I only wear suits to funerals,” Violet said.

“I told Katya she looks like a goddamned mortician,” Trixie piped in again.

“She did,” Katya confirmed. “Feel free to wear a beautiful gown to my funeral, though, Violet.”

“As if I’m gonna show up.”

Katya shook his head, “As if you could resist a chance to show up the widow Mattel.”

Violet smirked in Trixie’s direction. “I don’t know, man. I may be a cunt, but even I don’t think I have it in me to embarrass someone at a funeral. Even if it is just… yours.”

“You gonna embarrass me before or after animal control mistakes you for the show pony that done gone and escaped from the petting zoo, Chachki?” 

Katya cackled. Violet socked him in the arm.

“Now,” Trixie appeared before them, irritated and sweaty. “Are you idiots going to help me set up this booth, or are you gonna keep flirting like the disgusting pig sluts that you are?”

*

“I don’t know what to do about you,” Katya said between kisses, tossing his jacket aside and gripping Violet’s chin with one hand as he clumsily unbuttoned his shirt. “You are so,” he detached himself from Violet’s lips to look at them with an exaggerated sneer, “problematic.”

“At least I don’t call people retards,” Violet retorted, tossing their shirt aside. “You fucking Masshole.”

Katya froze, shirt hanging open. He licked his lips, about to respond, when Violet suddenly stood up, fingering the collar of Katya’s shirt as they walked around him like a panther circling its prey. Katya watched Violet quietly as they leaned in, pressing their hands to his chest…and pushed him backwards onto the bed.

Katya howled, stretching his arms over his head for a moment before sitting up on his elbows to eye Violet.

“That was so hot,” he said as Violet climbed over him, pressing him backwards into the bed, “You should push me around more oft–”

Violet shut him up with a kiss, grinding their erection against his.

“Take your fucking pants off.” Katya scrambled to undo his fly, shaking out of his pants while Violet kicked their shorts off.

Violet caught Katya in another, slower kiss as they positioned his cock at their entrance and sank down.

Katya gasped against Violet’s mouth, his hands flying to grip their hips as they bucked forward.

“I’m fucking you,” Violet said, hitched voice mocking as they bounced on his dick a few times before finally leaning in so a chuckling Katya could squeeze them close and begin to thrust his hips up, again and again.

“I love you,” he said with each thrust. “I love you. I love you. I love you.”

Violet pulled their head up to look him in the eyes, their hair sticking to their face. “Don’t,” they said, their breath hot against his face, “stop.”

“I can’t,” Katya said, bucking his hips up to meet Violet as the young queen buried their face into the crook of his neck. “I can’t, Violet. I can’t. I can’t.”

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