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When Bang Chan creates a chaotic anonymous Instagram group chat and secretly adds all 8 Stray Kids members under fake usernames-with the innocent Seungmin as the unknowing center of attention-the flirting spirals out of control. From breathy voice notes to blurry thirst traps, everyone's competing to win Seungmin's heart without revealing their identity. But Seungmin, pure and sunshine-soft, is slowly being dragged into the chaos... until he starts catching feelings. 😳 Now stuck in a GC full of dramatic simps, one unhinged PowerPoint stalker, and flirt wars hotter than a comeback teaser, Seungmin must survive the thirst-while unknowingly falling for one of them. Let the flirty madness begin. **🫦💘🔪**

VALENTINES 2026 SPECIAL BOOK Apartment 14 was just another place Y/N was passing through... until the neighbor in 14B started leaving notes under her door, texting at all hours, and somehow becoming impossible to ignore. He's a hopeless romantic. She's blissfully oblivious to social cues. Between chaotic roommates, accidental group chats, childhood best friends, and Valentine's decorations that scream 'love is everywhere,' Y/N and Jake navigate a slow-burning friendship that might just turn into something more... whether they're ready or not. Can someone who doesn't expect love finally find a place to stay - and a person to call home?

Kpop demon hunters groupchat I got #1 in the tag isuckattagging, so thank you everyone! #1 in Zoeystery too!

It all started with a kiss. Chuuya didn't mean for his subordinates to see him kiss his husband in the middle of port mafia headquarters, but that's what happened. He'd had a long day and Dazai had popped in to see him and before he knew it they were kissing. Now the domestic fluff of being married has infected him and he keeps making his subordinates cry and need therapy. Note: This is something I wrote for fun, many if not all characters are ooc (out of character) if you don't like it please go find something you will enjoy. Please be kind! I hope those of you who do decide to read will enjoy!"

One message. One screenshot. One betrayal. When shy student Eli leaks a single message from his class group chat to defend a mysterious transfer boy, it sets off a chain of chaos he can't undo. Asher, the new student, is bold, quiet, and misunderstood called names for going out, judged for not fitting in. Eli thought he was doing the right thing. But after the leak, the class turns against him. Friends vanish. Rumors fly. Trust dies. But Eli isn't the only one watching. A strange girl keeps showing up - quiet, calm, too calm. She doesn't take sides. She just smiles... Like she already knows how it all ends. In a school where silence is power and secrets are currency, telling the truth might be the most dangerous thing you can do.

"There are stories that shake the heavens. Tales of warriors, lovers, and empires lost to time. This... is not one of them." This is the story of four idiots and their relentless pursuit of chaos. No one knows exactly when or how it began. Some say it was written in the stars, a celestial alignment of drama and questionable life choices. Others claim it was forged in the dark depths of a group chat that refused to die, surviving where countless others fell. But we, the ones who lived it, know the truth. It all began with a simple message. One notification, innocent at first. And then another. And another. And before the world knew what had happened, a chat had been created-not out of friendship, not out of loyalty, but out of pure, undiluted nonsense. This was no ordinary gathering. No, this was a divine conspiracy. The universe, in its infinite wisdom, had brought together four forces of nature, four unstoppable personalities that should never have coexisted in one place. A walking enigma who only speaks once every eclipse and when he does, someone's self-esteem is obliterated. A linguistic war criminal who speaks in English so advanced, it loops back into nonsense. And a demonic archivist who remembers everything, hoarding screenshots like an ancient scribe preparing for the ultimate blackmail war. A hopeless romantic who sees the moon as his only loyal companion-forever lost in grand love tragedies, sighing poetry to the night while the world moves on without him. Together, we became the MUSKmelons. Not friends. Not allies. A cult. We have seen things. Chats that should never have been read. Confessions that should never have been made. Love stories born and brutally murdered in real time. No moment of weakness is ever forgotten. No message is ever truly deleted. And no one, not even the strongest among us, is safe. So, enter at your own risk.

In the beginning, Shubh believed in two things: 1. That history repeats itself. 2. That girls would eventually fall for his vocabulary. He was wrong on both counts. This is not a story of courage. It's not even a story, really. It's a series of unfortunate word choices, confirmed romantic flops, and one man's war against his own social skills. Let's set the scene. The Delhi Metro. 8:42 AM. Blue Line. A girl enters. Shubh looks up from his "History of Medieval India" and thinks, "This is it. This is my 1857." A revolution is coming. He adjusts his bag. Takes a deep breath. And then says, with all the misplaced confidence in the world: "You look... quite serendipitous today." She blinks. She gets off at the next stop. He rides four extra stations just to avoid his own reflection in the window. Shubh doesn't fall in love. He academically studies it, gets rejected, and footnotes the event. His crushes don't know they're crushes. Historians will debate if they even happened. There are no texts, no photos, not even mutual follows. Just vibes, and a tragic playlist. And oh, the heartbreak? Unconfirmed. Untouched. Unnecessary. But deeply felt, like the fall of Rome .... slow, avoidable, and entirely his fault. This is Shubhshankar 's legacy. The only man to be left on read before even texting. He knows emperors who died with less drama than his love life. He once said "sycophant" on a first meet. He thinks "platonic" is a compliment. He once used "antediluvian" in a birthday card. You can call it a tragedy. You can call it a farce. History will call it... irrelevant. But this... this was his rebellion. Against grammar. Against logic. Against ever being seen as anything more than a guy who'd give a full Ted Talk on Napoleon... to a girl who just asked for the time. Not a Historic Event. Because some heartbreaks don't shake nations. They just ruin Tuesdays.

Pictures and probably story times of stuff that happened in the groupchat

📖 Story Description: When saving the world becomes routine, the Avengers find themselves facing their greatest challenge yet: each other's ridiculous habits. From Tony accidentally turning the Tower's AI into a TikTok influencer, to Thor discovering bubble tea for the first time, to Natasha being the only sane one left-chaos is guaranteed. Add in Loki's "helpful" advice, Clint's new side hustle, and Bruce trying desperately to meditate through it all, and you've got a recipe for absolute disaster. This isn't your typical battle-for-Earth story-it's the Avengers like you've never seen them before: hilariously unhinged, awkwardly relatable, and always one sneeze away from destroying Manhattan.

Yes, This would be a Hermitcraft group chat, currently at the moment, it would be with Hermits I am at least familiar with to a extent. I'll add more to the chat as I go just cause yes.

What happens when Lee Felix accidentally adds a stranger to the SKZ group chat? Chaos, confessions, late-night calls, boba dates, and a whole lot of Stray Kids energy. Follow Yina as she navigates being a STAY, surviving Hyunjin's sulks, Felix's soft sunshine, and the wildest group chat of her life.

Y/N isn't the social type. She barely interacts with people, except for her childhood best friend, Lee Know. But one random night, she gets a notification-an Instagram group chat invite. She clicks without thinking. And suddenly, she's staring at eight familiar usernames. Stray Kids. Turns out, Lee Know decided to throw her into the chaos without warning. Now, she's stuck in a chat filled with non-stop messages, inside jokes, and eight idols who seem way too interested in getting to know her. Y/N could leave... but does she really want to? One click changed everything. Now, she just has to survive the group chat.