Let's be real---dating apps are a wild, wonderful safari of human behavior. One second you're matching with someone who seems like marriage material, and the next you're halfway through decoding a bio that just says "🏋️♂️ | 🍕 > people | Not here often lol."
But patterns emerge. They always do. And whether you're in it for love, fun, chaos, or a decent meme exchange, you're absolutely going to meet these ten types sooner or later.
You think, "Okay, maybe they've changed." You were wrong. They're charming, hot, and mysteriously allergic to consistency. Not bad, just vibes only.
Amazing texter... for 48 hours. Then they vanish into thin air. Weeks later? They return like a raccoon in the night, acting like nothing happened. "Hey u :)" Nah.
Day one: "You seem cool."
Day two: "I've been thinking about you all day."
Day three: "I saw you active. Why didn't you reply?"
You're not dating---you've accidentally adopted a very emotional octopus.
Their pics: Running, lifting, kayaking, doing that one yoga pose that looks illegal.
You say you like to run just to relate and they take you on a half marathon, when in reality you haven't run for years.
They're "super chill," but every photo has lasers, glitter, and a drink the color of nuclear waste. You try to hang, but your soul taps out by Friday night.
They're hot. They're 5--10 years younger. Their playlist confuses you. You don't understand half of what they say, Their bio is just "🧿💅🔥🤠" and somehow... it works. You're not sure if you're dating them or following a trend.
Sends one thoughtful message... every lunar cycle. They're "super into you," but also into their startup, four side hustles, and five unread texts from their mum.
You ask a question. They reply "yep."
You send a meme. "lol."
You wonder if you're dating or doing tech support with a very low-effort chatbot.
Every date is a saga. Every convo comes with background music (imagined). Somehow, every story ends with "...so then I keyed his car." You haven't even met yet.
The Real One: Surprisingly normal. Sweet. Funny. Brings snacks. Doesn't ghost. A unicorn in the wild.
The One You Thought Was the One: They had you at "hi," lost you at "I'm just not ready." Cue emotional spiral.
Whatever type you're into (or trying to avoid), you'll find them on Hookd---but with way better tools to help you dodge déjà vu and maybe even find the one that sticks.
Download Hookd. Find your type. Or laugh trying.