pov- imagines

NICKNAMES- P. PARKER

pairings: peter parker x reader, platonic!natasha romanoff x reader, platonic!mj x reader, platonic!tony stark x reader, platonic!wanda maximoff x reader, mentions of other avengers
warnings: cringey nicknames, a crappy ending, i kind of hate this??
about: tiktok trend "calling boyfriend increasingly weirder nicknames

you're sitting on your bed, lazily running your fingers through peter curled locks, his head lying on your lap while he fiddles with his phone. mj is looking at you in disgust, and you ignore her as you flip through movies, asking ned what he thinks. he smiles, raising an eyebrow, "well, you know what i'm always up to watching-"

"we're not watching star wars," mj says flatly, shaking her head. she looks to the television for a second, squinting, "just put on that one," she says, pointing to a random movie. "really? you want to watch heathers?" you ask, surprised, "i've been trying to get you to watch that for weeks." mj shrugs, and from his place on your thighs, peter sighs, nuzzling his cheek against the material of your skirt. "i'm good with it, angel. are you, ned?"

"sure, betty's actually-"

"god, you guys are so gross," mj states in distaste, staring at you murmuring something to peter, his brown eyes gazing at you in - her opinion, disgusting- adoration. both your eyes snap to her, eyebrows furrowing in confusion, "what are you talking about?" you ask. mj rolls her eyes, raising her finger and pointing it at you and your boyfriend. "i get that you're in love with each other and all that, believe me, i know, but can you cool it for one second? it's like having sex in affection."

you tilted your head slightly in confusion, glancing down at peter for a second, silently agreeing on not responding.

"yeah, well, i think i'm going to get some snacks before we watch the movie," peter declared, kissing your covered thigh before standing. you smoothed out your skirt, and ned jumped to his feet, "ooh, can i come with? i've been wanting to see more of this place since i got here."

peter nods, waiting for ned before he walks out.

you get off your bed to sit down next to mj, leaning your head on her shoulder and closing your eyes. you can hear the sounds of tiktok playing on her phone, and her finger prods at your rib.

"this is so stupid, it kind of reminds me of you and peter," you open your eyes to see a video playing, one of the couples you see commonly on your for you page blocked by light pink letters that read: calling my boyfriend progressively weirder nicknames.

you scoff softly, wrapping your fingers around her phone as you watch the tiktok, "our nicknames for each other are not weird," you defend, and mj shrugs, taking her phone back. "if you say so."

"i do," you respond, but the lingering memory of the trend sits in the front of your mind throughout the whole movie.

-

by the next day, you've binge watched so many tiktoks featuring the trend that you can't find any more. you're obsessed, to put it simply, and you're going to take advantage of the fact that you have a boyfriend as sweet as peter parker.

he's distracted when you begin to record, playing around with one of the daggers that attach to our suit. "snookums, be careful with that," you comment, noting the flash of confusion that passes through his face. "i... i am, sugar plum," he replies awkwardly, and you bite back a laugh. he puts the weapon down, and you pause the video, deciding to hold off the next nickname for later so peter doesn't get too suspicious.

assassins really do seem to overthink things, huh?

your next opportunity comes when you're setting up the table. neither wanda or sam ask questions when they see you hurriedly begin to film, trying to hold your phone up discreetly when peter walks in. "hey, booboo bear, can you hand me a fork?" you ask, making an effort to not laugh. you go on as if nothing happened, ignoring the look wanda and sam share. "honeypot?" you say when peter hasn't said anything, and he blinks, grabbing a fork and giving it to you. you decide to dial it down, and smile at him, "thanks, honey."