I don’t really have a nickname for him, other than " Captain Von Trapp" when he is in one of his " Everysing will be ezactly as I command" mode. It’s more of a bait than an endearment.
Uh. I called a girl “fuck-monkey” in passing recently, and she mortified me by being tickled by it to the point of mentioning it frequently in public contexts. Aaargh.
My boyfriend and I stick with the tried and true “Honey”, however, this is ALL we ever call each other and I fear we will eventually forget our own names.
I also call him Mookie from time to time, but only because he looks like Mookie Blaylock. This has also transformed into “Mook Book” and “Mookie Kabookie”.
We also refer to each other as “Smarty Pants Britches”, but this is usually only used when showing off during various Trivia games.
The worst term of endearment I have evah heard comes from my best friend. She calls her husband “Tinker Whistle Baby Damn”.
It’s the “-Damn” part that cracks me up. The really funny part is that she only calls him that when she is really mad, and he never answers to it, he just runs!
Mr. Toes and I refer to each other as different animals. I have been “Goose”, “Goose-head”, “Gosling”, and just once “Donkey-tits”.
That one is similar to a term of endearment a friend of mine was called by her boyfriend, Cum guzzling gutter slut.
I am ashamed to say that I often call my SO Pookie. I don’t know why.
I have been known to call my daughter “Monkey-Butt”. I always ask her, “Do you know why I call you Monkey-Butt? It’s because your butt is similar to the butt of a monkey.”
On occasion, I do call Drachillix Papa Fun Bear, but mostly it’s HoneyBunny or just Honey.
He does call me Smooshy Pumpkin. I’ve said he may call me food, in hopes of Cupcake ot even Porkchop!