#sandy headcanons

~Jack Frost~

Your eyes sparkle with mirth as you watch Jack's jaw practically hit the floor. The normally unflappable winter spirit is rendered speechless upon discovering that you, his close friend and Guardian comrade, have actually been married to North for centuries.

"Wait, wait, wait," Jack sputters, holding up his hands. "You're telling me that you two have been husband and wife this WHOLE time? How did none of us know this?"

You chuckle and exchange an amused glance with your husband. "We prefer to keep our private life private, Jack. North and I decided long ago that our marriage wouldn't affect our duties as Guardians."

"Well, you sure fooled me," Jack laughs incredulously, running a hand through his windswept hair. "I mean, I've seen you two together countless times and never suspected a thing! Guess North is pretty good at keeping secrets in his workshop, eh?"

North lets out a booming laugh and claps the young Guardian on the shoulder. "Ah, is not so hard to hide in plain sight! After all, I am master of stealth on Christmas Eve, no?"

"Fair point," Jack concedes with a grin. His eyes suddenly light up with mischief as a thought occurs to him. "So...I guess this makes you the famous Mrs. Claus then, huh?" He waggles his eyebrows at you suggestively.

You roll your eyes good-naturedly. "Yes, Jack, I suppose it does. And no, I don't spend my days baking cookies."

"Nah, you're too busy making eyes at your hubby over here!" Jack makes exaggerated kissy faces and bats his lashes. "Oh North, however did you keep your hands off each other at Guardian meetings? The passion, the stolen glances, the - oof!"

His theatrical monologue is cut short by a snowball to the face, courtesy of yours truly. "That's enough out of you, Frost," you warn, fighting back a smile.

North guffaws and slides an arm around your waist, pulling you close. "Do not tease, Jack. Is epic romance for the ages!" He presses a whiskery kiss to your cheek.

"Ugh, get a room, you two!" Jack mock groans, covering his eyes in feigned disgust. But you can see the happy glint in his eyes, the sparkle that says he's truly glad his two friends found love in each other.

You know the Mrs. Claus jokes and good-natured ribbing are only just beginning. But you wouldn't have it any other way. "Come on, you troublemaker," you say fondly, ruffling Jack's hair. "Let's go see what other secrets we can uncover around this place."

With matching grins, you and Jack zip off through the workshop, ready to unearth more mysteries and make more mischief. Just another day in the life of the Guardians.

~Bunnymund~

Your heart races as you and North finally reveal your centuries-old secret to the other Guardians. Bunnymund's eyes grow wide with shock as the revelation sinks in.

"Wait just a bloody minute," he sputters, ears twitching. "You mean to tell me you two have been married all this time, right under our noses, and none of us knew?!"

He looks back and forth between you and North incredulously. North chuckles and puts a burly arm around your shoulders.

"Ah Bunny, you know how much I love surprises! And this was best kept secret of all." He winks at you playfully.

"I...I don't believe this," Bunny stammers, still reeling. "Y/N, you're really Mrs. Claus? For centuries? I thought that was just a myth!"

You can't help but giggle at the look on his face. "Surprise! Sorry we didn't tell you sooner, Bunny. We wanted to keep our private life, well, private."

Bunnymund runs a paw over his face, collecting himself. "I just can't believe it. All those times North mentioned his 'special sheila' and I thought he was talking about the sleigh!"

North guffaws loudly at that. You elbow your husband. "Nice to know where I rank compared to the sleigh, dear."

"Ah but you are much more fun to ride, my love," North whispers suggestively in your ear, making you blush.

Bunny makes a face. "Ugh, I did not need that mental image, mate. TMI."

He sighs and throws up his paws in exasperation. "Well, I suppose congrats are in order, even if it is a few hundred years late. Just warn a bunny next time before you drop a bombshell like that!"

You laugh and thank Bunny, relieved he's taking the news relatively well, even if he'll never look at you and North the same way again. Your secret may be out, but it was worth it to see the look on that silly rabbit's face!

~Sandy~

Sandy's eyes go wide with shock as the realization sinks in - you and North have been married for centuries without anyone knowing! The little golden man floats there for a moment, jaw dropped and dreamsand swirling around his head in a flurry of exclamation points and question marks.

Slowly, a broad grin spreads across his face and he zooms over to you, grabbing your hands and spinning you around gleefully. Dreamsand fireworks explode above his head as he silently expresses his joy and amazement at the surprising revelation. He points to the ring on your finger, then makes a heart shape with his hands.

Once the initial surprise fades, Sandy steps back and regards you and North with a look of curiosity, stroking his chin. A dreamsand timeline appears, centuries long, with a ring at the beginning. He points between you and North questioningly, clearly wondering how and when this secret union began so very long ago.

But the confusion is quickly replaced by warmth and happiness. Sandy flies up and warmly embraces first you, then North, silently congratulating you both. More dreamsand hearts, doves and wedding bells appear above his head, showing his earnest delight at your long, successful (and impressively discreet) marriage.

He looks at you both with new understanding, piecing together little interactions and moments between you and North over the centuries that hinted at a deeper connection. Sandy winks cheekily, amused that he never suspected the truth before, but clearly thrilled for you both.

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- Men like Ross love to insinuate things about men like Sandy but we all know who’s getting more pussy. He probably wouldn't take every offer he gets; he would never leave his bed if that were the case, and would never be disrespectful enough to think of his sexual partners as just a body count but he’s definitely had quite a bit of experience when it comes to sex. 

- Sandy, at his core, is a very giving person and that giving behavior is just as prevalent in the bedroom as it is in his daily life. I genuinely believe that he would prefer being inside of you or going down on you rather than having you give him head. If you want to do it then he obviously won’t refuse but he’s going to make a point of letting you know that you don’t have to feel obligated to do it or “return the favor” so to speak. 

- He lives to please you so don't be surprised if he sometimes just wants to give you head from time to time. Your pleasure is his pleasure and he wants you to be as satisfied and as comfortable as possible. 

- The amount of foreplay the two of you get into tends to vary. He’s not a very sexual person; he isn't always just raring to go like some other men, so he’ll usually need a little “warming up” before you get into things; and understands that most women do too. But, if he’s ready and you don’t feel like you need or want it, then he isn’t going to bore you with it. 

- If you looked at Sandy and didn’t immediately recognize that he is the very definition of “submissive and breedable” then I sincerely don’t know what to tell you. He might not be into men but he is into you and your ability to fuck him into next Tuesday. 

- Though, with that being said: I do think that he’s capable of being dominant, just not the type of dominant that you’re taught to expect from a man. When it comes to him being the one in charge, what you see is what you get. He’s a tender, loving, and patient partner so don’t expect some kind of hardass attitude to come out in the bedroom.

- But that doesn't mean that he’s the definition of vanilla. He’s actually really open to experimentation; mainly because he wants to do whatever he can to please you, it’s just that some of the things he’s into doesn't translate to him wanting to do them to you.

- Bondage, for instance. He’d pop a boner the minute you pin down his wrists or dangle a pair of handcuffs in front of him but show him a naked, tied up woman and he’d be absolutely indifferent. 

- Or edging: he couldn’t stand seeing you cry or get all frustrated/worked up but when you do it to him it’s like Christmas came early. He turns into a whimpering, begging mess and it’s one of the prettiest things you’ll ever see. 

- I think he’d be interested in the whole “femdom” kink; though it would be a little less intense then what you’d typically associate with that sort of thing. He’d be perfectly content with you calling the shots and ordering him around but he’d be a little less keen on the whole degradation and punishment side of things. 

- Degradation, in general, is just not his thing. It isn’t in his nature and would probably eat away at him and/or make him cry if either of you were to try it. He wouldn’t be any good at it anyways so you really don’t even want him trying. 

- Praise is more his style. Regardless of what role you’re playing, you can rest assured knowing that he’ll compliment you every other minute. It’s almost more of a worship kink with the way he puts you on a pedestal and gets so wrapped up in every inch of you. 

- Speaking of praise: you once teasingly called him a “good boy”; probably during the earlier days of your relationship, and his immediately brain short circuited. He couldn’t form a coherent sentence for a good minute and a half. 

- I honestly can’t decide on whether or not he’d be into titles like “mommy/daddy”. On one hand I say no because it would be “too close to home” with the sort of profession that he works in, but one can also argue that the kids he babysits don’t call him daddy and that he’s probably been around some pretty hot single/taken mothers, so why not? It’s up to you I guess. 

- The whole point of his character is to combat the concept of there being only one kind of man that is valid: the macho man that doesn’t do anything feminine because god forbid they be mistaken for gay. And in creating this character, the writers of Friends essentially created …the perfect victim for pegging. Mans is secure enough in his sexuality to admit that he has a prostate and that being penetrated is nice, and I think that’s beautiful.  

- And you know what!? Slap or grab his ass while you’re at it too! It’s what feminism is all about. 

- Speaking of feminism: He makes it a habit to check in on you during sex. He always wants to make sure that he has consent and that you’re enjoying yourself.

- As much as he loves having you be forward with him and be the dominant one in your relationship, you have to be careful about trying to seduce him because if he’s having a bad day or isn’t in the mood, your attempts to get him into the bedroom will likely result in making him upset. He’s a sensitive guy so, the same way a “stereotypical woman” would, he’d accuse you of treating him like an object and only wanting him for sex.

- If he’s in the dominant position then expect a lot of touching. He can’t help himself and you certainly aren’t complaining; especially with how soft his hands are. 

- Every now and again, he’ll surprise you with a whole romantic set up. Candles, rose petals, champagne: you name it and he’s got it. It doesn’t even have to be your anniversary, he’ll oftentimes do it just because.

- Join your significant other for a relaxing bath and try your best not to flood your bathroom, what a great way to spend an evening. 

- Most of the time, the two of you are either in missionary or you’re riding him, but he’s open to trying other positions; those are just the ol’ reliables. 

- He wants you to feel as good as possible so, if you were interested, he’d be more than happy to introduce toys into the bedroom. 

- Honestly, lingerie is sort of pointless because it won’t get him turned on, he’ll just look at you like you walked out in a wedding dress, saying something like “wow you look beautiful” and smiling like a big goof. If you really want to turn him on, either wear something authoritarian; like a woman's suit and pantyhose, or wear something domestic; like a big sweater with bare thighs underneath. 

- Nobody ever wants to admit it but Sandy gives me ‘guy with a foot fetish’ vibes and I’m sorry but I just felt like it had to be said. Besides that, I think he’d be really into thighs and the little parts of you that people don’t normally pay attention to: the dips in your back, your collarbones, the nape of your neck; things like that. 

- He has immaculate BDE. To live life the way he does takes balls, big balls. 

- He’ll usually use a condom or you’ll finish him off with your hand but it’s really up to you; he doesn’t have that much of a preference. 

Ofc! I love these two sm

2: sleepy hugs

Sandy

Sandy's pretty much always tired so every hug is a sleepy hug

He'll come over and latch onto your leg

But when it's an eye-level hug he'll float up to your level on one of his clouds

He does the same to pat your head.

Sandy does that thing where your head just hits any surface that's closest. Your shoulder is often the victim.

Will fall asleep in your arms if you let him

If you're the sleepy one expect lots of head pats

He'll offer you force you to take a bit of dreamsand so you can nap

Will probably end up taking that time to take a nap himself ngl

Jack

Jack is quite tall, he likes to rest his chin on the top of your head

Or he'll duck down and rest his head against your shoulder

He wraps his arms around your upper back/shoulders

Surprisingly tight hugs, but they're not uncomfortable

Because he's always so cold he'll make sure one of you are wearing something long sleeved, which isn't a difficult task considering 80% of his wardrobe is hoodies

I could see him being the type to hug you from behind, in which case his arms go around your midriff

That being said

This man is the opposite of sandy;

Full of energy, vibrating at a frequency that could shatter glass at nearly all times and doesn't sleep much near people.