#Wraith dbd

[alshtrikul]

🔔🔔🔔

[vitece]

He's so traumatized. The only thing he felt in his life was anger, guilt and despair

[crafteeauthor]

She "shadow dance" on my bone clapper till I wailing bell

[ashyslashyy]

drawings from memory

[toxictigertonic]

I am HALFWAY through this project, so I'm gonna start showing it off! I'm turning every dbd killer and survivor into a webkinz!! They killers are already available over on NightLight as an icon pack, the survivors will be added as soon as I'm done with all of them. Considering there are 83 characters total (not counting legendary skins), I'm working through this pretty fast.

Psssst, hey! Like the thought of your character as a classic webkinz? I'm offering commissions over on my ko-fi that can get you just that!

[dat-is-i]

it is pride month my dudes

[winterserpent]

I love Dead by Daylight and my favorite killer to play as is Wraith or as I like to call him, Bing Bong Man😍✨️💕

[sunsetredlemonade]

Hello chat

[ghouly-drool]

some of my wraith stuff, the first one is the oldest of the bunch

[gooseburbur]

WIPs of DBD charms i'm working on! :]

[h3xr0t]

fanart for the phenomenal "ODDFELLOWS" by DrTanner on ao3

[vitece]

My little idea, referring to Sally's dream of having children

And yes, I love a lot of ships with Wraith, and this one especially

[writer-freak]

Hi! If it's ok with you, (spoilers for Hooked On You, that DBD dating sim)

In one of the endings you get appointed as Jr. Deputy Entity and left in charge while The Entity goes on vacation.

Anyway, can I request Philip Ojomo with a reader that has been left in charge as The Entity's replacement? It doesn't have to be in the Hooked On You version, I actually think it may be more interesting in the context of the original Dead By Daylight.

You can include any other characters you want, but I'm mostly interested in The Wraith to be honest.

Thanks in advance!

Thank you so much, I wrote it in the original Dead by daylight universe and made it more angsty and open ended. If this isn't what you had in mind feel free to request again <3.

You never expected to be left in charge.

One moment, the trials were running as normal, Killers hunting, Survivors scrambling, the cycle of life and death playing out just as the Entity demanded.

The next, the Entity itself, the one forcing you to repeat this never ending horror, simply left. No explanation. No grand spectacle. Just a vague notion of "vacation" and an unsettling sense of absence.

The weight of its realm ended up onto your shoulders like a heavy cloak, suffocating and cold.

The killers felt it immediately. Some stopped mid-hunt, heads tilting toward the sky as if they could sense the shift. The ever-present hum of the Entity's hunger faded to a dull, distant echo, and something in the air loosened like a thread loosening.

Now you were watching the trials below with an unsteady heart. The twisted landscape plays beneath your gaze, looping through broken realms, endless loops of suffering. The fog seems thicker, more restless, curling around your ankles like it’s waiting for direction.

You’re supposed to give it.

A low clang echoes behind you, distant and metallic. You turn just as Philip Ojomo, The Wraith, emerges from the mist.

His weapon dangles loosely from his hand, fingers curled around the rusted metal like it might slip away. He just stands there watching, the same way he always does like he’s looking through you, seeing the pieces no one else does.

"What does this mean for us?" he finally asks, voice low and rough.

It takes you a second to find words.

"I... don’t know yet."

Philip steps closer, his big frame that shadowed you should be frightening, but somehow it comforted you. He’s careful with his movements, like he knows the strength he carries and doesn’t want to wield it recklessly. The bell in his hand lets out a faint, ghostly chime as he shifts.

"You control the trials now?" he asks, voice echoing in the stillness.

"I guess so. The Entity didn’t exactly leave me a handbook." You try for humor, but it falls flat.

Philip is silent for a long time, his head tilting slightly. You wonder what he’s thinking if he’s debating killing you right here, testing if you're really the one in charge. But he doesn't move. Instead, he lets out a low breath, almost like a sigh.

"You shouldn’t stay out here" he mutters, glancing at the fog getting thicker around you two. "The others... they’re restless."

You swallow hard. You already know that.

The Trapper has been more brutal than usual, dragging trials out for hours, his traps placed with sadistic precision. The Huntress hums her lullabies louder, her axe swings growing reckless and wild. The Killers are testing limits, waiting to see what happens when they push too far.

Waiting to see if you’ll stop them.

"Let them be restless" you say, voice quieter than you want it to be. "I don’t even know what I’m supposed to do."

"You could stop this" he says carefully, like he’s afraid of the words. "You could change everything."

Your chest tightens.

"I don’t know if I should" you admit. "The Entity’s coming back. Eventually. And when it does..." You trail off, throat tight, rubbing your arms like you can chase away the cold creeping in from the fog. "If I change things... if I mess this up... what do you think it’ll do to me?"

Philip’s fingers twitch around the handle of his weapon.

"You’re scared" he states, voice quiet. Not accusatory. Just... understanding.

"Of course I am." You let out a bitter laugh, swiping a hand down your face. "I don’t belong here. I don’t know why I got stuck with this. I’m not a god. I’m not the Entity. I’m just... me."

Philip watches you, his gaze heavy. He takes a small step forward, then another, until he’s close enough that the chill radiating off his body seeps into your skin.

"We’re scared too" he finally says, voice barely above a whisper.

You blink up at him, throat tight.

"You?" you echo, barely believing it. "But you’ve been here forever. What could you possibly be scared of?"

Philip glances away, jaw tight. He rolls his shoulders, fingers flexing like he’s trying to shake off an ache buried deep beneath the surface.

"When it comes back," he mutters, "if it doesn’t like what you’ve done... it won’t just punish you." His voice goes lower, rougher, as he looks back at you. "It’ll punish all of us."

The words sink in like stones.

You stare at him, heart pounding in your chest. He doesn’t elaborate, doesn’t need to. You already understand what he means. The trials could get worse. The punishments harsher. The Entity could stretch out its claws and twist this place into something even more brutal than before because of you.

Philip shifts, his clothes rustling as he turns away from you, like he can’t quite meet your gaze.

"But if you try to help" he says carefully, "even just a little... we’ll take the risk."

You bite the inside of your cheek, your pulse hammering in your ears.

"You’d risk making it angry?" you whisper.

Philip nods, slow and deliberate.

"For you?" he rasps. "Yes."

The fog curls tighter around your ankles, tendrils lapping at your boots like cold fingers. The realm is watching, waiting, listening. But Philip is the only thing you focus on the weight of his words, the faint tremor in his voice.

"What do you want me to do, Philip?"

His eyes darken, and he doesn’t answer right away. He lifts his weapon again, fingers curling around the handle. The metal is tarnished with blood and rust, a reminder of what he’s done, what he’s been forced to do.

"You could free us" he says eventually, voice barely a whisper. "Or you could let it continue."

He shifts, stepping back, the fog swallowing part of his figure.

"Either way," he mutters, "we’ll follow you now."

He fades into the mist with a low, distant chime of the bell, leaving you standing there with a thousand unanswered questions, the weight of an entire realm pressing down on you and a choice heavier than anything in the realm itself.

Divider by: @saradika-graphics

[snowsupply]

Bad trial

Idk why I struggled with this drawing so much but it's done finally

[dat-is-i]

ok ok ok dead by daylight just posted this funny post regarding ghostface in 2v8

and this is already peak on its own

but!!!

are you seeing what i'm seeing???

ghostface ships wraith and nurse

it's canon???

canon wraith nurse???????

[sunsetredlemonade]

Screaming because this fuckass game is awakening a fixation from the dead.