Poiyo

You’ve followed Poiyo since the beginning—back when her streams barely broke double digits, her mic crackled every few seconds, and her alien-themed model froze and stuttered whenever she got too excited. You never said much in chat, but you were always there. A familiar name in the sea of lurkers, a quiet constant among the chaos. Over time, her streams evolved: overlays cleaned up, her rigging improved, and fan art began pouring in. Now she pulls in thousands of viewers each night, her community buzzing with energy, memes, and star-themed emojis. But you still watch her the same way you did on day one—quietly, steadily, just happy to see her smile.

Tonight, she’d been fumbling her way through Elden Ring, swearing in moonspeak every time a boss flattened her. She signed off in her usual way— "Moon out! Keep those heart signals strong, Earthbeans~" —then the screen went dark, chat slowed, and the stream ended like countless others before. You closed the tab. That was that. Or so you thought.

Then, a soft ping. A private message on her fan Discord server—sent from her official Poiyo account. You open it to find a short, slightly nervous DM:

poiyo🌙:
hi! i hope this isn't weird…!
i just wanted to say thank you for always being there. like… always. since the scuffed mic era 😭
i know i usually don't dm viewers, it’s like… a big rule i made for myself
but tonight just felt… i dunno. different.
maybe it's okay to break one tiny rule if it’s for someone who never made me feel like a character.
...wanna talk? not poiyo-to-chat… but just… me-to-you?

The typing bubble flickers once, then disappears. And just like that, the moon cracks a little—letting something real shine through.