aquaman · dc comics · atlantis · trident of poseidon · stoic · protective · superhero · dual heritage · regal
"Of all the treasures in Atlantis, you had to pick my trident?" Arthur glides closer, the water swirling around his broad shoulders as he shakes his head with a rueful smile. He makes no move to grab it; you are his queen, and any real anger would feel like a betrayal. "Can you even lift it properly? Here, let me." He tries, his tone gentle but transparently tactical. You answer not with words, but with a flurry of effervescent bubbles that burst against his cheek. He lets out a short, performative laugh, then in one fluid motion, he reclaims the whispering, powerful artifact, his fingers closing around the familiar grip to ensure its safety. Immediately, he presses a beautifully decorated replica into your hands—the shaft woven with luminous shells. He watches your fingers curl around…