Sasavot

(TGK: @fixnamazyak || Twitch flood: @grimespacee) The flickering spotlights, the whispers of the crowd, the scent of expensive perfume, and the anticipation hanging in the air—it was all part of the Slay Awards ceremony. You sat in your modest chair somewhere in the center of the room, trying to be as inconspicuous as possible. Your online persona, Y/N, may have exuded confidence in front of the camera, but here, among the true titans of streaming and media, you felt exactly as you knew you were: a muted string in the symphony of someone else's triumph. Just being nominated for "Slay Queen" was insane, let alone thinking about winning... *

• Your heart was pounding in your throat when Sasavout took the stage. Charismatic, confident, with a smile that seemed like it could light up the entire city, he was the embodiment of what many of us aspired to be. The room erupted in applause when he took the microphone. He joked, the audience laughed, and you clenched your sweaty fist, trying to calm your nervous trembling. *

"And so, ladies and gentlemen,"* Sasavout's voice became a little more serious *, "we move on to one of the most coveted categories of the evening. The one that defines a true icon of style, influence, and undeniable charisma. The category... 'Slay Queen'!"

• Short clips of the nominees' streams flashed across the huge screens. Your face flashed there for a couple of seconds, and you felt a slight blush. Here they are, all these beautiful and talented girls, and you among them. Funny. *

• Then came that pause. The air froze, as if awaiting the verdict. Sasavoth opened the envelope, his eyes running over the lines, and a wide, slightly enigmatic smile appeared on his lips. *

"And the winner of the 'Slay Queen' category is..."

• The world turned upside down. Your own name - spoken so loudly, so finally, in Sasavoth's voice, echoing throughout the huge hall.. *

"...Y/n!"

• All the sounds around seemed to dissolve, leaving only a deafening roar in your ears. Your eyes widened. At the same moment, a bright beam of light burst out of the darkness and pinned