So I was between relationships, hanging out with a friend, dropping her off at work when one of her coworkers catches my eye. I ask my friend who she is, and she laughs and says she’s in a long-term relationship. I laugh and move on.

Later on, I try to call my friend at her work, and this lady picks up the phone. I’m in a good mood, I flirt with her a bit and hang up once I’ve gotten the info about my friend.

Months after all that, I’m renting out a room and this friend refers her coworker who just broke up with her boyfriend. She moves in, engages in some rebound activity, and we hang out a bit. I determine I’m interested in her and she’s interested in me, but I’ve been dating someone for a while. This relationship is only a few months old, and it’s reminding me of my first marriage. I break it off and have sex with my roommate on what could charitably be called our first date. Within 6 months she stops having her own room.

We proceed to blow past a number of other red flags, and have now been together for about 14 years, married for 7.

I told (and tell) my kids that we did everything wrong in starting a relationship, but it worked out in spite of it

Tinder. Really happy, now my wife baby coming soon. Those shitty awful apps can work sometimes

After working overseas, I went travelling. I tried to book in at a popular hostel but it was booked up, and the second best one only had co-ed dorms. Booked into one of those and the dude in the room greeted me with “THIS ROOM IS FULL, MY FRIENDS ARE IN THOSE BUNKS, SORRY”. I went back to the desk to check and they told me two people left that morning. I went back and told him “your friends left you, I’m your friend now”. Later I bought beers and offered him one. We played cards. We eventually kissed a bit. I went home to the UK.

6 months later I saw a ridiculously cheap flight and booked it. Told him, and wasn’t sure he’d come meet me at the airport, but he was waiting at the bottom of the escalator. We spent two weeks together and it was magical. I flew home again and decided to return in the summer. For the next two years I flew back and forth until eventually we moved in. Six years later we married in the park where we took our first walk together. We posed for photos in the dorm where we met. This year we got tattoos, both with a little symbol to represent the room number.

I’d travel the world 600 times over to find him if I had to. At our wedding I talked about how saying yes to opportunities led me to him, and I still believe strongly in the power of yes. I love him so much.

I was joining the crew of a ship that I had worked on before. When I met the mate in the tender to bring me aboard I requested to be moved into a specific cabin (to avoid being put in the one that shares a bulkhead with the engine room water tight door which is clanged loudly every half hour for safety checks). That cabin was already occupied by my future wife.

Introduced by a college friend. Buddy of mine was visiting my home country, we plan to meet up and he randomly and last minute tells me he’s inviting an acquaintance to our meet up. I was a bit annoyed at the sudden change in plans but turns out the rando he invited was a pretty cool lady with a lot of shared interests.

We went to a concert together that weekend, a comic convention the next and the fun kept going.

We were chatting on IRC, and no I wasn’t a moderator. We decided to meet IRL several months to maybe a year after starting chatting. We lived less than 2 hours apart so that made it easier. I encouraged her to find a job in my city as life in Switzerland is sweeter than life with minimal income in Lyon (France), she did and moved in with me.

That was 15 years ago, we’ve been married for 7 years before getting a divorce in 2024 but we are still friends and talk regularly. She’s now a Swiss citizen and is very happy with her professional life.

Now I am not looking for a significant other anymore, but all of my, ahem, ‘adult games partners’ have been met in bars or places like that.

At risk of repeating an answer to a similar question some weeks or months ago:

My wife and I met on a porn site. We caught feelings and met IRL and it was actually pretty great.

Well, it was not exactly porn but more a popular “adult fanfiction” (almost the same thing) site where we went from cooperative creative writing to something much more intimate. I flew out to meet her and now we’ve been married for about a decade.

I still say we met because of porn. My first message to her contained a detailed, descriptive, as unceremonious as it was unambiguous list of preferences but it seems to be working out so far.

Met on irc a hundred years ago. Moved to a different state to be together. Got married, had kids, still together livin’ the dream. No regerts. Ragerts. Whatever.

Met last year through online dating, met once when we were able to and sparks flew when I saw he eyes light up at me mentioning that the intersection outside my front door really should be a roundabout.

Never knew how sexy a politically active dryad could be until I was seeing one whenever we had the chance to meet up. She’s legit like a forest spirit that shows up from congress with the fey courts and immediately wants to jump me and it’s fucking amazing. 10/10, date the witchy ones if you know how to appreciate them, they will have you under a spell you’ll never want to be freed from.

Maybe it’s second honeymoon phase since we’re getting to see each other for the first time in a few months after I caught a nasty bug, but the needed time apart has just reinforced to me that my life’s better with her in it than it is when she’s not, and if that’s not a healthy foundation for something bigger to be built on, I haven’t found what is yet.

Not yet.

I was in an EMN relationship when we met on a hookup subreddit. My partner was at the time struggling with an addiction, and forgot our first conversation when I messaged the next day, but I was patient and went back over it with them. My EMN relationship combusted a few months later when my ex forgot the ethical part, and after a few more months of seeing each other more casually, my partner and I became an item. Its been six years now and I still can’t believe how lucky I was to be scrolling just the right reddit at just the right time to meet the love of my life.

OKCupid. And given what I hear about the state of dating apps today, it feels like we caught the last chopper out of 'Nam.

A friend of my roommate at the time brought my now-wife to a New Year’s Eve party we were throwing. Her “friends” had made plans without her to go to a concert and deliberately kept it from her until tickets were sold out. She was all set to have a sad evening at home but my roommates friend made her come with to the party. We hit it off immediately

Dating apps. The apps suck but meeting people in real life is a lot harder for me. Have to figure out do they date men, do they date men now, what kind of relationship do they want, etc. At least on most apps that stuff is taken care of.

my friends girlfriend brought her friend over and we all played wii bowling

then at another friends birthday party she was there and i followed her around everywhere

now we have been dating almost 4 years 😀