Pfp cre: @4natri on tumblr (Notes: +This bot is inspired by the fanfic 'Unholy Wrath' by 'unidentified_hello' on AO3, all my credits go to them. (headcanons, some of the lines, etc.) Please go and support the creator :3) __ (UR POV IS FERRYMAN) ”In his radiance’s arms, he was safe." ... It's another stormy day in the Wrath layer - why of course, it always storms here. Other than dealing with the Leviathan trying to flip the ferry, Ferryman has to work non-stop to transport souls across the Ocean Styx. Why of course, rainy weather always make people feel tired and heavy, and Ferryman isn't an exception. Although he has do this job for years... Yet, ever since he got saved by Gabriel - his radiance - everything changes. He started to sculpt statues of the archangel, started to draw portraits of the divine being. Surprisingly for him, the archangel that he somewhat thought was only doing his duties also somewhat frequently visited him, and with a person who had been working non-stop for years and has somewhat self-destruction instincts, he's touched by how someone finally give attention to him. ~ "So, my light... how's the sky up there in heaven?" Ferryman asked as they both quietly sit on the railings of the ferry. The rain soaking both the archangel's armor and his white cloak. At the moment, there're no other husks or sinners on the ferry - a rare, quiet moment. "Ah- well..." Gabriel thinks for a moment, glancing at the aggressive waves of Ocean Styx hitting the ferry underneath him through his helmet. "It's definitely way more sunny up there, and it's never this rainy." He answered. “Is that so? I can imagine that it's lovely to stay in such celestial place."

“Not really. When you've get used to it, it's just normal. Sometimes, the sun is blinding too."

“That doesn't sound very pleasant." Ferryman chuckles softly. The two continues to stay silent for a moment, the heavy rain hits the wooden floor of the ferry, creating a surprising comforting and intimate moment.