Tinder Horror Stories-Tinder. It’s salvation for people seeking the one true love in a world where social distancing is the rule. At the same time, it’s hell for those who’ve seen the weirdest and creepiest of dating apps. It’s a landmine to get to that destination of finally finding that someone.
From silly, cute stories to Tinder Horror Stories, and creepypasta-worthy accounts, Tinder is really a melting pot of all kinds of people. Always remember to stay safe people, don’t trust them on your first meeting. Oh, and ask about STDs!
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20 Tinder Horror Stories
“A little back story: A few years ago I was dating this girl and her father REALLY hated me. Which was a bit odd as most parents love me (or at least lie about it really well). He was just a huge prick and I always called him on his s**t. Anyways, her parents got divorced, we broke up a few months later, etc.
Fast forward to around a year later. Me and girl from Tinder were dating for a few months and things were starting to get serious. We’re at the point where she wants me to meet her family. Mother, stepfather, little sister. Why not? I have no problems meeting them, let’s do it I said. She told me how excited her stepdad was to meet me as it turns out we both happen to be Kansas City Chiefs fans.
Well, fuck me if it wasn’t the same **shole father of my ex-girlfriend…” – therealJayT
“Got a Tinder notification on my phone… realized I don’t have Tinder and was holding my girlfriend’s phone.” – JazzFan419
“Matched with my cousin.” – DonsMagic
“Showed up at the restaurant, and waited about 30 minutes. Ordered myself some food and was about to leave when he texted me: “There’s a liquor store across the street from the restaurant, can you pick me up 2 six-packs?” I told him I wouldn’t. He says he’s decided to play frisbee with his dog instead. Deleted the app, went to the liquor store, picked up wine, and went home.
He texted me a month or so after to tell me he’d just bought tickets to see me dance (I’m a retired ballerina, and haven’t been in anything for a few years). Then he texts me an hour after and tells me how great I was on stage. I never responded.
Dating is too confusing. I’m all done.” – buttermuseum
“My first Tinder date was interesting. We went for a curry at a Japanese restaurant, went for a walk in the park, I bought some macarons. It went well enough to warrant a date to the fair, and that went well enough to get her to come over to my place.
So, we decided the best thing to do was play guitar, make homemade egg rolls, and watch Napoleon Dynamite. The egg rolls went over well, and we got the movie going on. We eat up, I set away the dishes and I take my seat next to her, trying to get closer and closer.
Eventually, we’re next to each other and I slowly start leaning onto her shoulder, which she pointed out. I scoot away taking it that she didn’t want to be so close, to which she says, “Yeah that’s right, just go all the way over there away from me.” Jokingly, I agreed and decided to throw the covers that were on the bed behind us, between us. Unfortunately, I forgot we played with the guitar and I decided to put the guitar on the bed. At that point, the guitar fell with the covers and hit her on the head.
We’ve been a couple for 3 months now.” – Rytannosaurus_Tex
“Started speaking to this guy on Tinder a few months ago. He seemed alright, but not my normal type. Regardless, we started speaking for a couple of days. I didn’t realize how stupid I was until now, but I mentioned where I worked.
The night I mentioned my workplace, I saw a guy walk past that looked a lot like him. I hadn’t met him in person so I wasn’t 100%. I forgot about it and a couple of days later, it was quiet at work but my phone battery was low. I said I’d speak to him later before my phone died. Cue him coming in 10 minutes later with a f**king iPhone charger. Yes, this might have been a nice gesture if you know, I’d actually met him face to face before.
This was really weird because he said he lived on the other side of the city from where I work. I wanted to cut ties straight away, but I thought I’d return the charger after I finished work. He said he would be in a bar around the corner, so when I finished I met up with him, gave him his charger, and made some excuse to go home. To my horror, I saw on his Instagram that he’d taken a smiling selfie earlier in the day with the caption ‘I’m now a taken man ;)’. I’d seen him not even twice.
To make it even scarier, for a good few weeks, every time I’d finish work I would see him casually walking past on his own, exactly at the time I finished. Really creeped me out for a while.” – yellski_
“I started talking to this really attractive mid-30 guy. Seemed pretty cool, but he had this idea that women were supposed to be at home, in the kitchen barefoot, and pregnant… I’m not that kind of gal. But I figured whatever, maybe he’s just joking. So we talked for a few weeks and then he invited himself over to my place. He gets to my place… The picture on his profile had to have been at least 5 years old. He was a lot larger and a lot grayer than his picture. But again, I thought whatever.
We go up to my room and we’re sitting on my bed talking. He then casually drops “I’ve raped women before” on me like it’s nothing. Then proceeded to push me onto the bed, face in the mattress, full weight on top of me, taking these huge deep breaths of me, apparently. Then he starts telling me about some of the women he’s raped and how they really liked it and would come back for me. Wtf man?!? I kicked his **s out. Not today Satan…” – LovelySunflowers09
“Talked to a girl a few times. Set up a date. She calls me a couple of hours before we’re going to meet, saying she’s busy doing something. Bulls**t excuse; she cancels. At about 11 pm, I got a text message that just said: “Can you come over?” or something similar. Being a mix of lonely and bored, I said what the hell, closed my self-sympathy pizza box, and hopped in my car.
Halfway through the drive, I get another text that says “Can you get me some food?” Sure. She wants a 20-piece Chicken McNugget with extra BBQ sauce. Very specific. Super weird, but fine, munchies.
Show up and she seems maybe drunk or something, so I give her the food and she insists I stay and we watch TV. She’s watching the movie ‘Powder.’ If you haven’t seen the movie, it’s super not date-friendly. We make small talk, I have a beer. I’m not gonna push anything because obviously, the girls got something going on, so I’m ready to bow out. The movie ends.
She stands up and very bluntly says “I’m going to bed. I don’t know if I’m going to f**k you or not, but you can stay if you want.” She was cute and I was eager, so why not see what happens? I hop in bed while she’s in the bathroom. She comes into her bedroom, and climbs on top of me, her hands on either side of my head. She leans in, I think she’s going to start kissing my neck, and then I hear her start snoring. Very loudly. I’m dumbfounded.
I lie there for a moment thinking about what I should do. This is interrupted by her ripping the hugest fart. Goodnight.” – tido14
“I’ve been on quite a few Tinder dates. Most are pretty standard dinners/drinks/occasional bang etc. This isn’t really for Tinder horror stories, just the one that sticks out as the most bizarre/funny.
This girl (we’d been chatting for like a week or so) hit me up around 10 p.m. on a Sunday night and said she’d be in my neck of the woods on her way home and wanted to see if I wanted to hang out. I did. So she comes over, and she’s got a bag of Mexican food with her. So I put on an episode of ‘Always Sunny,’ and she busts out a monster bean and cheese burrito and a carne asada quesadilla.
She asked if I wanted any, but I had already eaten. So this (skinny, mind you) girl puts down BOTH OF THESE F***ING THINGS in like 10 minutes. Just destroyed like 2 pounds of food. She wipes her face off, grabs my hand, rubs her t**s with my hands, and gets up and goes, “Welp, I gotta go, you can tell your friends you at least got something out of it.”
Never to be seen again. I’m still in love with her.” – StrungoutScott
“Matched with a girl, and she was quite pretty in the face. All of her pictures were mostly of just her face/upper body, but I didn’t pay any mind. She initiated the conversation, and she was immediately into hooking up, so of course, I invited her over. She gets there and I answer the door and turns out she is about 6’5″. I am 5’8″ on a good day. I let out an audible “holy s**t” and she picked me up and carried me to the bedroom like a baby. No regrets.” – MacJabroniAndCheese
“Went on a date with a girl who had already told her whole family about me, before we even met. And she wanted me to meet them in person on the first date. Nope.” – WolfofPortland
“My buddy isn’t the smartest man. He picked a chick up and drove to a motel. They were walking into the room and she said, “Oh s**t, I forgot my purse in the car do you mind if I go grab it?” He says, “Yeah that’s fine,” and tosses her the keys. 5 minutes later he walks outside wondering where she is and his car is gone.” – pointynipples69
“Tinder date with a “famous” chef where I was taken to a dive bar, where he promptly starting talking about how famous he was. We drank and watched sports, and he proceeded to tell me “You’re cute” and this eventually went to “I am going to make you bleed.” He then invited one of his friends to come along. I went outside and he came up to kiss me. I was drunk, so I kissed back. Eventually he proceeded to tell me how he was “being charged with battering his ex-girlfriend, but he totally didn’t do it.
Eventually when it came time to pay the bill, “he lost his wallet.” Of course, I get stuck with it. “I’ll pay you back.”. (Needless to say, I never got a payment). Then he leaned up against me. I thought he was trying to kiss me again, but I looked down, and he was peeing on me. In the street. Peeing. On. Me.
I swiftly, being too inebriated to drive, went and got myself a hotel room and a hot shower. Never again.” – Baconbaconbaconbits
“I met this guy on Tinder and we had a couple of really fun dates. I was pretty into him, so on our third date, I decided I wanted to have sex with him. He took me out for a really nice date and then he invited me back to his place for a glass of wine. One thing led to another and we started making out on his couch, fully clothed. But this lasted FOREVER. I was ready to go if you know what I mean… I didn’t want to make out the whole night. So I decided to take matters into my own hands and I took off all of my clothes.
Then he sits up, still fully clothed, and looks at me, and says, “I can’t have sex with you, I have a STD.” Possibly the most awkward moment of my life. I tried to be super nice about it, but I promptly got dressed and left. (And as many of my friends have pointed out, I am extremely grateful that he told me). He did tell me which STD, it is incurable.” – businesskat22
“I went on a date with a guy and the entire time he was talking about how men are superior and how there have been scientific studies to show that “women have an emotional reaction to the color red when they see it.” I wonder why he was single.” – ilovedawgs
“I don’t use Tinder. However, my roommate loves it, and she’s brought back numerous visitors. Which is fine, except for the fact that the apartment is tiny and we share a room. And also the fact that my roommate doesn’t really care what I end up seeing. And, as it turns out, most guys don’t care about having another girl in the room either–some take it as an opportunity for a threesome. My roommate is my Tinder nightmare.” – Reddit
“My Tinder horror story is very funny looking back.
The girl comes over. She couldn’t get there until 7:30-ish. I had some pizza warming in the oven just in case she was hungry. For some stupid reason, I put the pizza in the box to warm in the oven (it was a real pizza from a pizza place).
She wasn’t hungry, so we jumped right into making out. Clothes get strewn. We head back towards the bedroom. I go into the kitchen and turn the oven off, but leave the pizza in there. A few minutes later, I am going down on her and I hear a beeping. I lift up my head and say, “What was that?”
She says, “I think it was a truck backing up.” I hop up just to check in the oven. Without my glasses on, I had accidentally missed “off” by an 8th of an inch and my shitty oven went to broil… The beeping was telling me it was preheated 🙁
I stupidly open the oven and smoke comes billowing out. Then the box bursts into flames. I am standing there butt **s naked and I start yelling “F**K F**K OH S**T.” Then she comes running in totally naked as I pull the box out thinking I am going to pour water on it (It was stressful I don’t know what I was thinking). I set it on the stove and then she hits it with a dishtowel. Sparks and burnt s**t go all over my kitchen but the box is still on fire. My sink is so full of s**t that I can’t get the box in there.
She yells, “bathtub,” so I pick up a GODDAMN BURNING BOX and run to my bathroom over the carpet, my shower mat, and past the shower curtain (all very flammable). The entire top of the pizza box was either in flames or charred and flaking off as I ran. Remember, we are both totally naked this whole time. So imagine a naked, screaming man running through his sh**ty apartment with a burning pizza box in his hands. That was me. This was a date.
I throw the box in the bathtub and turn the shower on.
She was so super cool about it. She helped me clean everything up, and then we got dressed and just stood outside for a while. She could tell I was really freaked out and kept reassuring me all was well. Then we went back in and I went down on her again. Then we had sex. We still hang out often and have a lot of fun together. I still have burn marks in my bathtub and on my bathroom door.” – Johnny_Couger
“This couldn’t have been asked at a better time. Met a guy on Tinder after ending a 6-year relationship. He was in his last year of PT school and seemed to have his shit together and was really cool. I made it extremely clear that I was in no hurry to rush into a relationship and that I wanted to take my time getting to know him better.
We ended up dating some months later. Everything was great. I was actually really happy with him and was going to take him home for Christmas (we had been together about 6 mo at this point). Last Monday, I got a Facebook message from a random girl. She basically said she matched with my BF on Tinder and found his Facebook account. She noticed that his Facebook noted that he was in a relationship with me, so she messaged me to see if we were in a relationship since they had plans for a date that week.
She sent me screenshots of all of their conversations. Bless this little Tinder angel’s heart for messaging me. Confront BF, go through phone (not like me), find extremely graphic sexual texts between him and at least 2 other girls besides Tinder girl. BF says he was so insecure and worried that I didn’t want to be with him that he wanted this false security. Broke up with him.
Got drinks with Tinder girl, we’re friends now.” – amilliphillips
“I’m slightly on the large side, and I don’t try to hide it. So I was talking to a nice guy on Tinder and we hit it off straight away. We met up at a bar, he saw me, and the first words he said to me were, ‘Oh, I didn’t know you were fat.’ So I turned around and walked out.” – Danielrichird
“I needed a date to Passover dinner with my friends. He wore a vest and a newsboy hat, then introduced himself with a bow and a hat flourish. The night only got worse from there.
He refused to eat any of the food because “things on the plate were touching” (It was f**king soup) and wouldn’t shut his mouth during the 12 minutes of the seder. When it came time for his train home he purposely missed it so he could stay the night. HAHA NOPE. After a movie with uncomfortable levels of hoverb**b, I convinced my friend to come with me to drive him to the nearest train station. During the ride, he thought was the best time to tell me he was schizophrenic but didn’t take medicine because “it was the devil.” He tried to hold my hand saying that they were small and made him feel like a pedophile.
The night ended with him telling me he was going to s**t on the subway and write my name in it. There was no second date.” – Saramanders