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[macabrebatz]

The Driller Killer Relationship Headcanons

Author's Note: Here’s some old headcanons I wrote for the Driller Killer. Hope you enjoy!

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Warnings/other notes: Mention of canon typical violence, slight innuendo

Type: Headcanons

• Being in a relationship with the Driller Killer is as fun as you'd expect it to be.

• Your relationship started how most interactions with the Driller Killer start, in a dream.

• Expect lots of music while you're around him. He loves rock music and he also enjoys being introduced to new music.

• He's really affectionate...like really, really affectionate.

• He honestly will kiss you anytime he has a chance.

• He's also really huggy person. He loves to be able to hold you.

• That being said, cuddling is also something he highly enjoys.

• Speaking of cuddling, let him be little spoon once in a while. He won't admit it, but he wants to be little spoon sometimes.

• Also his libido is through the roof. Take what you will from that information.

• Unlike Freddy Krueger, The Driller Killer doesn't have to be pulled out of a dream. He can come out and into reality whenever he likes. So you don't have to dream to be able to see him.

• He's actually a very jealous type. He can't stand the thought of you being with someone else. He may or may not go on a drill-guitar rampage if he thinks someone is hitting on you.

• He's also super protective.

• He's stronger than he looks. Like...way stronger. It might have something to do with being a supernatural dream killer, but who knows?

• That being said, he likes to surprise you sometimes and pick you up from behind.

• He's honestly a big goofball most of the time.

• He likes to make you laugh. Whether it's from doing silly dances or telling you jokes. Just the sound of your laugh alone can make him smile.

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[marinerainbow]

"I just wanna make sweet love to you~"

I'm just saying Russ would have treated Audrey much better than Orin did and showed him how to be a real rockabilly greaser. No, I will not take constructive criticism.

[zenpai-senpai]

The glue that held them together ...

[stupnny03ske]

Some traditional doodles :3💖💥💥

[artofloof]

ypu don't have to answer this but I was so tempted to ask for dream in the glue trap 💀

Funny how two people asked me this

Dream is not stuck in the glue trap. Not yet. After escaping from his sticky face-first position in the tray, Killer is now out for his boyfriend (appropriately renamed "glue victim").

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[komotionlessqueenmm]

Imagine # 1,053

Gifs NOT mine.

Year posted - 2023

*I might extend this at some point, but for now just enjoy this snippet.

[sharpth1ng]

Billy and Stu: hooking up in Billy's bedroom rolling around on the bed. Nancy:

HOLY SHIT I’m DECEASED.

I have been shot.

The face is seriously so cursed tho, 10/10🤣

[howlsofbloodhounds]

howls, i can't listen to evermore anymore. it's a Taylor Swift album. that's how unwell i am.

anyways, i always thought that "gold rush" was a caitvi song, but i'm fricking wrong because it's so TOXIC DRILLER CODED.

"Gleaming / Twinkling / Eyes like sinking ships / On waters so inviting, I almost jump in"

because of Dream's charm and aura

"I don't like that falling feels like flying 'til the bone crush / Everybody wants you / But I don't like a gold rush"

and

"At dinner parties I call you out on your contrarian shit / And the coastal townWe wandered 'round had never / Seen a love as pure as it"

because even if Dream and Killer are in love, they still have to be enemies on the battlefield. everyone wants Dream because he's the Guardian of Positivity, and sees their love as pure because they see it as Dream saving Killer.

"What must it be like / To grow up that beautiful? / With your hair falling into place like dominoes / My mind turns your life into folklore"

with the headcanon that Killer creepily observes Nightmare, he knows that Dream and him are brothers, and has a vague idea of their past, so he thinks Dream had it amazing until something happened.

i'm just rambling but do you see ✨️vision✨️???

Tbh gang i don’t think about Driller as a ship much at all, doesn’t really appeal to me in many of common interpretations i find (although tbf i don’t seek it out), and I also don’t really know this song, but seems like an interesting idea.

[alyimoss]

mm my idea for a dream x killer ship name is supernova... bc nova means new like... smthn new.... plus star bc dream is the sun and. thats a star yeah (plus his ship w dust is called stardust so). plus a supernova is like. dead star but huge or something. and yeah killer... death... whatever.

i say we keep kist the same bc they dont deserve any better /aff

we need some prettier and more fun ship names in the fandom for real. i cannot say driller (dream x killer) or kist (killer x dust) with a straight face.

[reinln29]

Oh Oh!! Can you draw Dream X Killer? I love the ship driller!!

They're so lovely 💖

Killer by RahafWabas

Dream by Jokublog

[venus-haze]

Rip This Place Apart (Driller Killer x Reader)

Summary: He’s gonna rock your world, baby!

Note: Female reader, but no other descriptors are used. This is based on an anonymous request. I wrote this while I was dealing with a bout of insomnia, ironically. Do not interact if you’re under 18 or post thinspo/ED content.

Word count: 1.5k

Warnings: Descriptions of blood and gore. Sexually explicit content. Do not interact if you’re under 18.

A man kept appearing in your dreams, and he wouldn’t go away. Leather-clad and oozing obnoxious amounts of sex appeal, he was the opposite of a problem, until your dreams started feeling a little too real. Maybe it was your subconscious’ way of telling you to get laid, but every time you had some kind of interest in a man, he clouded your mind until you either made a fool of yourself or retreated.

That night was going to be different, though. You and your friend Marcie had spotted a flyer for a funky looking local band called Shriek and the Spyders, a group of self-professed psychobilly hooligans who were known for their wild shows and over-the-top onstage antics. A bartender who’d overheard you and Marcie discussing the show the day before advised, “Wear something you won’t mind getting stained.” Your interest piqued, and you figured a skimpy black top and similarly black skirt would do.

The Crypt was a hole-in-the-wall joint that certainly lived up to its name. You could hardly see inside, save for a few red overhead lights, because of course they were red. The light fog that swathed the room was either from an effects machine or so many people chain smoking. When you approached the bar, you scanned the cocktail menu, all named after and inspired by classic monsters. You ordered a Frankenstein-themed drink, wondering if it were possible for a place to be too campy.

“C’mon, let’s try to get closer to the stage before they go on,” Marcie said once you both got your drinks.

About fifteen minutes later, the band strutted onstage, an abundance of leather and pompadours. Almost like—no, you weren’t supposed to be thinking about him. Not bothering with introductions, Shriek and the Spyders went right into an upbeat song that made the raucous crowd go wild. They didn’t let up, sweat dripping down Shriek’s face as he ran back and forth across the stage, microphone in hand.

In the middle of their third song, a spray of fake blood rained over the crowd, leading to cheers and screams nearly drowning out the music. Some of the effects looked a little too realistic for your comfort. The bass player’s “eye” popped out at one point, and the lead guitarist’s face seemed to literally melt during a solo a few songs later. 

You and Marcie had been dancing along to the whole set, your drinks long since discarded, half spilled on each other as other concert-goers bumped into you. It was the most fun you’d had in a long time, but you couldn’t shake the sense of foreboding that settled in your gut no matter how much you tried to focus on the show.

In the middle of another song, Shriek broke into a howl as a giant drill emerged through his chest, spraying the crowd with blood again. Except, this time you weren’t so sure it was fake. No one else seemed to care. The carnage only electrified the people around you as they roared and cheered when Shriek collapsed near the microphone stand, his guts hanging off the stage. The floor beneath you shook at the crowd’s riotous stomping and jumping at the scene they’d just witnessed. When you looked up at the stage, you were horrified to see him. Gore hung from the end of his drill-tipped guitar, splattering the crowd as he revved it, keeping eye contact with you and grinning slyly at your disbelief. 

He leaned into the mic, the corners of his lips curling into a cat-like grin as he announced with a swoon-worthy croon, “This is dedicated to the one I love.”

Then he pointed right at you.

The energy in the room shifted to a tangible malignancy, or maybe it was your own panic as you tried to push and shove your way out of the crowd. Instead, you only found yourself being forced closer to the stage, his romance-laced innuendos and skillful guitar strumming overwhelmed your senses and made your skin crawl. It felt like the whole crowd was in on his scheme to get you.

With each song you were shoved closer, and closer, until for the first time since he manifested in your dreams, you were able to reach out and touch him.

Was he even real?

You were dizzy by the time the show ended, hardly able to protest when you were manhandled and told something about wanting to be seen backstage.

“I want details!” Marcie shouted, oblivious to your plight as the rent-a-cop shuffled you away from her. 

Backstage was a stretch. More like a narrow hallway with a utility closet and a small, graffiti-covered room that had been requisitioned by the bands. The door to the makeshift dressing room slammed behind you when you stumbled inside. He was waiting there for you, sitting on a grungy looking red velvet couch, his leather-clad legs spread wide open. His jacket was discarded in the corner of the room, revealing the sheen of sweat and blood that coated his body.

Your eyes drifted to his drill, large and intimidating, with a red tip that looked angry against its large shaft. You could’ve sworn you saw it twitch a bit, and recoiled at the thought of it penetrating you. 

With a click of his tongue, he drew your attention back to him. Raising his hand, he beckoned you over to him with a curl of his index and middle fingers. You felt a jolt rush through your core at the motion. Almost involuntarily, you approached until the points of your kitten heels touched the tips of his steel-toed boots.

“How’d you like the show, baby?” he asked.

“It was…a lot.”

“It was all for you.”

“Yeah…” you trailed off, blatantly ogling the bulge straining against his tight pants.

He grinned, thrusting up toward your face. “Could use a little help, sugar,” he crooned, eyes dangerous as he palmed his crotch. “Don’t be cruel to a heart that’s true.”

You let out a shaky breath in response, and proceeded to sit on his lap. He threw his head back, groaning at the sensation of your weight on him. Tangling your fingers in his slicked black hair, you pressed yourself closer to him, kissing his neck as you rolled your hips against his. You nipped at his throat when you felt his cock twitch against your pussy.

“Goddamn, baby,” he moaned. “Gimme more of that.”

Rolling your hips again, you let out a soft whimper at the friction from his pants on your clit. It was as if a switch flipped inside you, desperation flooding your senses as you chased your pleasure, grinding against him, almost embarrassed at the sounds your wet pussy was making as it rubbed against his hard cock. 

Your breathing shallowed, muscles ached as you rutted against him, feeling yourself getting closer to orgasm. For a moment, it felt like he was only there for you to use, to get off with like some living, leather-wrapped sex toy. Maybe he was. You weren’t thinking clearly enough to question it.

“Wanna go all the way with you, baby,” he forced out. “Wanna make you mine.”

You moaned at that. “Yours.”

You swiftly shifted so you could pull off your panties, tossing them aside on the couch. He undid his pants, his leaking cock springing free from its leather confines. Your pussy involuntarily clenched at the size of him, and your eyes frantically met his smug face. 

He reached between you, his fingers stroking your sensitive pussy. “Cat got your tongue?”

You kissed him again, more teeth and tongue than before as you lifted your hips, slowly lowering yourself onto his cock and whimpering into his mouth at how it stretched you mercilessly. You caught his bottom lip in your teeth, biting down a little too hard and drawing blood, but he took it in stride, licking it from his lips.

He sung your praises, his hands firmly on your hips as he guided you, your pussy taking all of him. His five o’clock shadow scratched at your sensitive skin as he pressed kisses to your neck and shoulders. 

“Fuck!” you cried out as you bounced on his dick, your cervix pounded by his length. Your vision blurred with tears, thighs burning as you kept riding him. So close. “I—I’m gonna—“

“That’s it, sugar. Come for me.”

Your orgasm rolled through you, rocking your hips against his as you held onto his shoulders to steady yourself. Your pussy pulsed around his cock, and you could feel his hot cum fill you as your body milked his seed from him. He was vocal when he came, your name practically echoing throughout the room in a perverse melody.

Riding out your orgasm, you shuddered against him, feeling his soft, spent cock still buried inside you. 

“That was…are you real?” you asked breathlessly.

“In dreams you’re mine, all the time,” he answered cryptically, kissing you with a disarming tenderness.

[hippiegoth97]

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[signanothername]

Sorry to ask about ships, but I'd love to hear your opinion on Killer x Dream

Nah dw Anon it’s alright, feel free to ask about as many as you want <3333

Driller is one of those ships that i can see its appeal, but wouldn’t really ship myself, mostly cause i feel like if Killer did develop any romantic feelings for anyone, it definitely wouldn’t be Dream (and tbh the way most the fandom portrays it with Killer being “the flirty one” while Dream being either flustered mess or a very painfully ooc bitchy Dream makes me wanna punch something)

I still think it’s a really adorable ship tho, especially with the fact Dream would probably try his hardest to help Killer out with his emotions, and honestly the idea of Killer being in a relationship with Dream all while he’s working/used to work for Nightmare adds so much to the ship for people to explore (especially with the extremely different attitudes Nightmare and Dream have, one who’s cruel to him while the other’s kind to him)

So yeah, 10/10 ship if people actually explore its potential without reducing it to the painfully popular fanon killer and Dream interpretation

[akaneodo]

Next draw #1

Well, i don't have imagination so i gonna make this:

Yeah, i don't have imagination now.

[rarepair-haven]

Thoughts on the following ships?

(rate 1-10 >:3)

Geno x Reaper

Dream x Killer

Ink x Blue

Fell x Science

Outer x Killer

Disclaimer these are my(mod classic) personal ratings. Other mods likely have different opinions and so do all of you. I don’t outright dislike any of these ships but I do feel neutral to a few

Geno/reaper: 8/10, lost points bc I don’t really like the common portrayal of the ship where Geno’s kinda cruel and Reaper doesn’t really know boundaries. Otherwise a good bemused god/mortal who refuses to act like he’s mortal trope

Dream/Killer: I’m so sorry to the driller girlies but this is a 4/10 for me 😔 they’re interesting enough to a degree but I find the vast majority of fanworks for them are either kinda boring or involve ships I like even less

Ink/Blue: 6/10, I think they’re really cute but Blue is one of my least favorite sans variants so

Fell/science: 9/10 they’re so fucking funny. The inherent comedy of garbage man who probably eats off the floor and the horrified scientist who cannot for the life of him understand why he likes this horrible creature

Outer/killer: 6/10, I love the idea behind it and maybe it’s because I didn’t get far into the canon stuff for outertale but outer kinda just feels like canon sans’ personality with a more complicated relationship with the stars

[ninjastar107]

[Catch Me, If you Can] - a Chronological Taizo Hori centered Playlist

TRACK 01: 'Dog In The Desert' - LAKE (2013) [X] TRACK 02: 'The Man' - The Killers (2017) [X] TRACK 03: 'Sole Survivor' - Asia (1982) [X] TRACK 04: 'Here I Stand and Face the Rain' - A-HA (1985) [X] TRACK 05: 'Baby's Coming Back' - Jellyfish (1990) [X] TRACK 06: 'Take My Place' - Nik Kershaw (1989) [X] TRACK 07: 'Field Work' - Ryuichi Sakamoto (1986) [X]

(Track by Track breakdown under the cut!)

Hey, Thanks for taking the time out of your day to listen. Taizo Hori, aka the main protagonist of Dig Dug(1982), is a character who exists in the Mr Driller series as Susumu's father. He had 3 kids with Masuyo Toby(protagonist of Baraduke(1985), whom they aren't on the same terms.

He's a character with a large ego, who's never home, and who often has his thoughts elsewhere during serious situations. This selection of songs is both a dissection, as well as a fun head canon exercise, into his life. The progression of this playlist assumes that the arcade game Dig Dug, the Namco x Capcom game, and the Mr.Driller games all exist as one linear timeline.

Without further ado, lets get into it!

TRACK 01: 'Dog In The Desert' - LAKE (2013) -- It is not really known how or why Taizo was selected to handle what would be known later as the 'Dig Dug Incident'. It was a situation in Tokyo where monsters came up from the underground and were causing problems, and he was deployed solely to handle it. Taizo was "About [Susumus] age" when it occurred, and I like to think it was pretty rocky.

-- Themes of this song is about being abandoned or alone, but having a goal that's needed to be accomplished.

TRACK 02: 'The Man' - The Killers (2017) -- So after he defeats all of the monsters, he's a world renown hero! Certainly this does nothing for his ego and most definitely doesn't inflate it.

TRACK 03: 'Sole Survivor' - Asia (1982) -- In NxC, Taizo and Masuyo know each other due to their involvement during the disaster that was Baraduke. Taizo was in the Special Engineering Corps, and was the only survivor of that deployed division. Masuyo is mad at him for, what I assume, just how bad the operation went in total. BUT, they agree to work together again.....

TRACK 04: 'Here I Stand and Face the Rain' - A-HA --....and even fall in love. However, this relationship does not last. Their firstborn, Ataru, runs away. Susumu follows his dad's foosteps in becoming a driller, and Taiyo becomes a pilot(due to his claustrophobia). Somewhere between the two, Taizo and Masuyo Separate. (Its not known if they are divorced officially, or if they are simply separated).

TRACK 05: 'Baby's Coming Back' - Jellyfish (1990) --Taizo has a habit of never being around. This Annoys Masuyo(who has her own set of problems) and there's a general agreement for the two to meet at least once a week. I'm always a little crazy about how they are both so incompatible, but cannot get enough of each other. I like to think the Baraduke Disaster did a large number on both of their psyches.

--This song is about love, arguments, and the need for one another. It's not the healthiest but, it seems to be a cycle.

TRACK 06: 'Take My Place' - Nik Kershaw (1989) --There seems to be a sort of back and fourth with whether he's okay with Susumu being more famous and overall better than him. Hes constantly flipping between 'I'M the best, I'M the OG' and 'He's the best, and I trust him to handle himself okay'. I presume being Mr. Driller has a lot of responsibilities and skill, seeing that there's only a few people in the world with that title. Taizo just has to fight his ego, his need for recognition, and his laziness all the time, haha!

--This song is about 'passing on the crown' so to speak, and everything that comes with it.

TRACK 07: 'Field Work' - Ryuichi Sakamoto (1986) -- Dig dug Digging Strike, the main reason why this song is in this list. He's complaining at the TV when the phone rings and the guy on the line asks for his son to handle a situation. Fueled by his already bad mood, he decides to take it upon himself to prove that he's still capable of being a hero. Through the game he goes from 'I can handle it, don't worry about me!' to 'uggghhh do I have to..? uugghhh' to 'Okay. Susumu, this looks like its going to be tough, be ready for me'. which is very sweet.