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funnyexel · 1 year
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Til’ Sea Do Us Part
Arthur Curry (Aquaman) x Black Female Reader
Summary: After being in a complicated fling with Arthur, you take a much needed vacation to clear your head. But when your vacation uncovers an unexpected surprise, what will you do once confronted?
Warning(s): L Bombs, Hair pulling, Smut, Degrading, Praise
Word Count: 4.7k
Grabbing a shirt from the big pile of clothes on your bed, you fold it up and place it in your suitcase. Packing had to be the worst part of going on any vacation, your room would always be left in a total wreck afterwards.
“Knock knock.”
You sigh, already knowing who would have the nerve to knock on your door and actually say the words 'knock, knock'.
“What.”
You say, knowing who was at your door before you ever opened it because there’s only one person who knocks like that.
“Am I disturbing you.” He pushes past you and goes to your kitchen.
“Actually, yes. You are.” He rolls his shoulders as he cracks a beer he got from your fridge.
“Too bad. What are you doing anyway.” He leans over, seeing the tornado in your room. Going in it, he immediately sees the suitcase.
“You’re leaving?” A serious statement finally leaves his mouth.
“Yeah?” You go back to folding and packing.
“Where are you going.”
He crosses his arms, demanding a response.
“Wow. You never listen to me.” You huff, being more aggressive with your clothes.
“What do you mean. Yeah I do, all the time unfortunately.” You roll your eyes, walking up to him and his arms relax at his sides.
“If you did you would know where I am going.” You shove a pair of pants into his chest, pointing to your dresser.
“Third drawer.”
“Don’t do this to me now. It had to be a while ago.”
He chugs his beer and quickly throws it away. Well to be fair, you did tell him around a month and a half ago so it has been a minute.
“A cruise. I’m going away on a cruise, Arthur.”
Done with the outfits you start packing panties and bras.
“Yeah, with your best friend. See, I do listen.” You chuckle in the slightest.
“Whatever you say.”
You take a few from your drawer and place them in two piles.
“Woah! What are you planning to do with those panties?” He points to a dark green lace panties you have in your hands.
“I’m a grown woman, Arthur.” He shakes his head and snatches your underwear.
“I’m gonna need you to keep it pg on this cruise.” He says stretching his arm up so its impossible for you to reach your underwear.
“Stop being a child and give me that.” You hold out your hand and he stares down at you not letting up.
“Come on! I don’t have time to play around, the boat is leaving this evening.”
You reach up, putting your hand on his shoulder, “Please,” You plead, he sighs and finally hands it to you.
Zipping up your suitcase, you roll it in the hallway by the front door. You shove him out your room, “Aria will literally kill me if I’m late.”
“It won’t be the end of the world.” He tries to persuade you to let him stay but you are relentless.
“No. But it will be the end of our vacation.” He turns to you in your doorway, towering over you.
“A moment can’t hurt…come on.”
He leans down mere centimeters from your lips. Temptation calls out to you, just one moment won’t hurt. You put your lips against his. A peck is all that could be managed with how fast you pulled away.
“Arthur, I can’t do this.” You keep your distance with your hand on his chest.
“What do you mean? Its a kiss.” He bites his lip, thinking about that teasing peck.
“A kiss that turns into touching, that turns into sex, that turns into you…not wanting a relationship after you rocked my world the night before,” You see the guilt in his eye,
“We tried that whole thing and it didn’t work. I know what I want and I’m not settling for less.” He runs his fingers through his hair.
“I rocked your world, huh?” He smugly says, but the unamused look on your face says that this isn’t the time to joke.
“Bottom line is, you’re not ready for commitment.” You take a deep breath, slowly closing the door on him.
“So I’m going to pack matching lace sets, short dresses and swimsuits that shouldn’t be labeled as such because I’m not casual sex, I am a person that deserves to be valued and not seen as a personal fuck toy.”
You closed the door on him, not letting him issue a response. It needs to sink in for him. You met up with Aria and got on the cruise, as soon as you both got your bags sent to your room you changed into swimsuits and lounged on the top deck by the pool.
“and I told him, I’m not casual sex, I deserve to be valued as a woman.” You tell her, taking a sip of your margarita.
“I know thats right. It was long overdue. You let him get away with too much shit.”
You take out the straw and down the drink, sighing.
“He fucks so good.” She laughs at your blunt words.
“And he can be sweet from time to time. He checks off all the boxes and I mean all.”
She opens her mouth to ask you further questions but ultimately takes you word for it. Continuing to listen you ramble on.
“He just can’t commit. Its always something and its always me!” A worker picks up your empty glass and asks if you want another.
“Pina colada with extra vodka please.” They nod to you.
“Darling, that’s just men. There’s always something wrong when you find the “perfect” guy. Whether that be snoring or in-laws. Sometimes I wonder if life was easier when we were dating women.”
She puts on her shades.
“For now lets tan or get darker in our case and we’ll continue this conversation in the room. I can feel the conservative stares.”
You chuckle at her and smile closing your eyes.A few days in and your battling a crazy hangover. You were in the Bahamas for two days, Aria had family there so she spent time with them while you recovered. You got food and everything but you stayed in the room.
“When you see him after the cruise, tell him how you feel and if he isn’t honest with you then forget him for wasting your time.”
Her words repeated in your head, thats one thing you could depend on her for. Telling you what you needed to hear, no matter how much you hated it. Looking out on the balcony from the comfort of your bed, the sun was long gone and the moon shined on the ocean. You contemplated going out to the deck party but you didn’t want to push your luck, you were convinced you were one shot away from throwing up if you didn’t recover properly.
“I guess drinking my problems away only does so much.” You smack your pillow over your face.
A banging was irritating you and the tv wasn’t doing enough. Getting out the bed you drink some water from the fridge and the banging continues, at this point it wasn’t in your head. Looking around, you figured that it was coming from the balcony door. Opening the locked door, you’re immediately backed into the room.
“I can handle those little outfits you wear but body shots is where I draw the line.” He says as he locks the door behind him.
“How did you get here?” You ask, jaw dropped.
“And you saw my story?” He looks at you from head to toe and shifts his stance.
“Of course I saw it. Me and 600 other people.” You nod.
“Why are you here? Did you get so horny, you had to track me down?” You cross your arms over your chest.
“No, don’t be ridiculous. Thats not the reason I came. I came because-“
“-Let me stop you right there. You came all this way somehow. Cut to the chase.” You tell him sternly with your finger placed against his lips, having a strong feeling he was on the verge of ranting.
“Can I kiss you?” He asks, not making any moves yet.
“No, you cannot.”
Who were you kidding of course you wanted to kiss him, honestly kissing barely touched the surface of what you wanted him to do to you.
“I understand. My life was a mess the week you were away. I found out I was a potential royal air to Atlantis, my half brother reeked havoc on the surface, tried to kill me in a duel, I found my mom, became king and I had a few near death experiences on the way.”
That is hard to follow up. Staring at him, your jaw slightly drops to his summary.
“This all happened in a week?” You exclaim in clear bewilderment. Processing everything he said to you, you smile to him.
“You found your mom.”
He smirks, you know how much it means to him to finally be with his mom. He always talked about how he wanted to at least have a conversation with her, he wanted her to see his growth and now he finally has that.
“So you’re a king?” He hums to your question, “Hopefully they know what they’re in for,” He nudges you, chuckling at your remark. Noticing how close you are to him, your breathing slows.
“I thought about what you said and is that really what you think? I see you as a sex toy?” You take a steady step back, your mind sways in distaste at those words leaving his mouth.
“You can reassure me all you want but your actions say so much.”
The eye contact was intense, he was looking for a lie something that told him you were lying but there was nothing. You were telling the truth. At this he practically collapsed on the bed, his hands stabilizing himself on his knees.
“Y/n, I don’t know what to say. What can I say?” He laughs sarcastically to himself.
“I don’t see you as a sex toy. I never did. Ever. I just…I have issues and I know you deserve way better than what I have to give you. But I want you. I always did, still do and I tried to stop, move on but that didn’t work.”
He says pouring out his truth to you. You know exactly what he’s talking about. That long night you two shared together, he lost his restraint? Pushing his hair back, he watches as your face goes through so much realization at once.
“I can work on my commitment issues. I can grow, I can mature. I will do whatever I possibly can to be a fraction of the man you need.”
You’ve never heard him speak about his feelings and issues so much. When you tried he would always change the subject but he was facing it head on. Whatever he’s been through definitely changed him for the better.
“Arthur.”
His name lingers on your lips as you move closer, standing directly in front of him. Doing your best to hold back tears, you take a breath.
“I-I…” The words couldn’t manifest on your tongue as you burst into tears. Wiping the tears away, you see him staring at you and embarrassment fills your whole being.
“I’m sorry. I need a moment.” You go to the bathroom in a rush.
Looking in the mirror, you shake your head. Crying in front of him had to be a new low. In the two years, you’ve cried over the whole mess of a relationship you both had, if you can even call it that, but you never cried in front of him. At all. He sat in shock. What did he say? Did he say the wrong things? His mother told him to speak from the heart and thats what he did. The whole thing is so overwhelming. When you saw him, you were determined to break things off but now you can’t bring yourself to do it. As corny as it might sound, it would feel like a piece of you was taken if you were to do it. Pulling yourself together, you grab a tissue, open the door and there he was ready to knock.
“I’m at a lost for words,” You sniffle, blowing your nose, “I was holding onto this for two years, just to hear you say that as I was ready to break this off.” He backs up as you get out the bathroom. His face visually drained, the optimism he had before now disappeared.
“Do you mean it?” You hiccup and he perks up, “I don’t want you saying all this to get in my pants.” You point to him and he puts his hands up, shaking his head.
“I mean it. I do. Sex didn’t even cross my mind.” You grace him with a small smile, complimented with puff eyes and tear stains.
Slowly he cups your cheeks, wiping your face with his thumbs. Leaning into you, he kisses the top of your head and hugs you. Rapping your arms under his arms, he holds you tightly and close to his chest. Stroking your head.
“I’m so glad you’re safe.” He mutters into your bonnet. The embrace was loving as if he was deathly afraid of losing you.
“I don’t want you to keep crying so let's stop talking about feelings for now.” You chuckle into his chest, looking up to him.
“I agree.”
You both figured things out yet tension was still in the air. Jealousy was somehow in the air. Shifting his head down, he kisses you. It’s no mediocre or shy kiss it was demanding and wanting. He was fully in the moment and so were you. Moving your arms up, you hooked them around his neck and he moved his down to your waist. Forcing his tongue in your mouth, he takes a breath through his nose. Drinking you in, squeezing your waist to make sure this moment is real. He went through so much just to recognize a great woman like you and understand not to let you go. This is the perfect moment. The moment for him to prove himself to you in this new relationship. Breaking away from the kiss, you hum as you lean your head back.
His kisses trail down your neck. Erratic patterns all over it, with the way he’s moving you know the hickeys will be more than visible even with your melanin skin. His touch is burning on your cold skin, you’re convinced steam is radiating off you with every touch and kiss.
“mm, arthur.”
You breathe out, sigh of relief leaving your lips as your shorts slide down your legs. He stops briefly, making sure you want this. Looking down to you, tenderness is seen in his eyes.
“touch me arthur.” You strip your skimpy shirt, revealing the matching set he was teasing you about.
“Keep talking to me like that and you might not like what I do.” He smiles, gripping you by the thighs and dumping you on the bed.
“This is your favorite color isn’t it?” You tempt him, the green lace on your body the physical representation of temptation.
The amount of wetness piling up in your underwear clearly amusing and exciting him as you hear a grunt rumble from his chest. Eyeing your body with a burning flame and pouncing on you, crawling on top of you. The bikini line that shows under your bra, your brown skin turning a shade darker from the sun, your tired hungover gaze and your curves. The dips on either side of your hips, the little chub on your stomach thats perfectly proportionate to your thighs and your soft shiny skin.
He notices everything, the inside of your thighs were calling to him, blinding him with the sparkly trail of wetness that left your cunt, your cute aching cunt. He shouldn’t be rewarding you, he thought, he should be punishing you for leaving him with a painful boner every time he saw you. But punishing is for another day, tonight is all about making everything up to you. Goodness are you attractive, your beauty alone makes him forget about every problem, every responsibility he has. All he thinks about is you when you’re in his view. He ran his hands over your body, soft touches from your knees to the inside of your thighs to tight squeezes at the sides of your stomach to light rubbing on your arms.
Reaching behind your back, he unclips your bra taking a good look at your breasts as he throws the clothing to the side. His hands cup your chest and you roll your eyes, slapping your hands on top of his to ensure he doesn’t move them. A cocky smirk plays at his lips as he leans down into your ear.
“tell me what you want,” he breaths lowly against your cheek, a moan falling from your lips as his knee nudges your clit.
“I want you to fuck me. Fuck me into the sheets. Please, please, pretty please.”
Your desperation meets no ends as you immediately beg him, you’ve experienced his strokes before, you know what you’re in for and thats what makes this even more of a tease.
"I guess I should give you what you want. Since you asked so nicely.”
You nod repeatedly as finger plays with the hem of your underwear. Yanking them down your legs, you kick them down, flinging them off them bed. You make things too easy for him, who needs foreplay when you’re so wet. Pushing a finger in your tight hole, its goes in without a problem. Unbuckling his pants, he takes them off and pushes them to the floor. Cock on full display for you, rubbing his soaked finger on the head of his dick, his breath shuddered. Pumping his dick a few times, he makes sure he’s his hardest for you before lining up with your hole.
You tap your stomach in anticipation, waiting patiently to be filled up with his big cock. Pushing through your squeezing he groans, halfway through he stops to take a few deep breaths.
“I missed your hole.” He grunts lowly, sounding pussy drunk when not even his tip is inside.
“Your pretty little pussy.”
His hand reaches down rubbing your clit as he hastily bullies his way inside your gummy walls. Your toes curl at the stretch and you feel the coil in your tummy winding up with each moment he's inside you.
“no one...m'..can fuck- fuck me like you.”
You gasp as he leans down, moving out of you and pushing in, he smirks. You’ve been craving this even if you never wanted to admit it out loud, you were singing like a canary for him and he couldn’t have loved it more.
“miss me, baby?” His hips pulled back and snapped forward, finally finding a sinful stroke.
He was knocking into you like he didn’t travel thousands of miles to see you on this boat. Speaking of, the rough currents of the deepest waters couldn’t touch the way he thirstily thrusted into you. The hangover will be the least of your worries later. Tightening your legs around his waist, your nails move across his back, threatening to break the skin barrier, shortened moans leaving your lips as wind is knocked out of your lungs with every move of his hips. He was determined to fuck that bonnet off your head so he can pull on your braids, making you tell him you love him, he knows you do. Why would you put so much effort into a person and relationship if you didn’t, but he was executing this step by step.
“w-wow.. A-arthur.” Your core was twisting and churning, your fingers could not match up to the climax you’re about to get from this man. His words are now registering to you.
“I did…m-miss you. Oh fuck. Yes! I did.” You whine in his arms, his hand tries pushing your legs down, all you can do is smile as he looks you in the eyes. Trapping him in a tight hold, your cunt soaks his dick, his tip curving and scraping the top of your g spot. Your nails scratched down his entire back as you came down from your high, moaning.
Prying your legs off him, he sits up, resting them on his shoulders. All the while watching as your face twists up from the sensitivity, the skin slapping matched with his balls hitting your ass over and over makes you want to stay on this boat forever.
“You’re so tight. Loosen up a little.” He asks as his movements slow down, he knows you’re doing it on purpose now.
“I don’t want to hurt you.” He says referring to him getting lost in you, shaking your head you grab his hand and interlock your fingers.
“its okay…” You smile to him and your hooded eyes gave away how dick drunk you are but if you say you’re okay then you’re okay. Keeping the slow pace, he pounds into you. The position mocked missionary and your soul honestly can’t take anymore of him staring into you with his piercing eyes. His other hand made its way to your head as he flipped you into another position, pulling off your bonnet and he holds onto your braids.
“Arthur!” You wince, head being pulled back and your back forced to arch, he had you on all fours. Right where he wanted you.
“do you have to be…this rough?” You whine and grunt as he holds your braids tighter. He’s considerate of where to pull your hair, so he doesn’t yank out your braids.
“What makes you think you don’t deserve it? I could do much worse. If you want that.” He says to you in between pants, his voice hitting a dangerous low in your ear. The promising opportunity leaving a smirk on your lips. Hitting your high once again, your body tingles all over, it felt like butterflies but more intense. Its confusing, isn’t it a tad bit too late for butterflies at this rate? he’s literally inside you.
“Tell me something.” He gathers your attention, pulling you completely out of your bliss and thoughts as his pace reaches a halt.
“And don’t lie to me.” He speaks deeply into your right ear, a message only meant for you to hear as his hand goes down and cups your mound.
“Do you love me?”
You bite your tongue, wincing at the pain. Out of all the things he could say…he said that.
“Is now really the time-“ You turn your head to the side, able to see him out the corner of your eye.
“Yes. Now is the time.” His expression is neutral, no joking or anything of the sorts, he is 100% looking for a truthful answer. You sigh.
“I do love you.”
The silence consumed the both of you as you stood on the bed in fucking position. Was that the answer he’s looking for?
“Say it again.”
He demands, rubbing on your clit as he grips your hair tightly.
“I love you.”
You bite back moaning the words, your fingers tangling in the sheets more and more.
“Again.”
Your legs cross at the ankles as you forcefully squeeze him in you, his fingers on your clit isn’t nearly enough.
“I love you, Arthur.” You exclaim, swallowing heavily and he shifts forward, his beard tickling your shoulder and cheek.
“I love you too.” He says in your ear, a smirk painted on his lips, as he kisses your cheek, neck and shoulder. Taking in a deep breath, you grin.
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Breathing in and out, you sniffle at the hair that went up your nostril. Moving the hair out your face, you shift on the pillow, basically hiding your face in it. Nothing registered for you yet, for all you care its a regular morning in bed. A slight chill on your neck causes you to shrug and blink your eyes open, turning over your eyes focus on the surroundings.
“Look who’s finally awake.” She says in an sarcastic tone, looking up from scrolling on her phone.
“when did you get back?” You ask in a whisper, your throat sore as hell.
“Last night, although I had to take a detour because of all the ruckus you were making in here.”
She was definitely waiting for you to wake up to tease you. Letting out a short embarrassed giggle, you wave her off.
“you sound like an old lady.” She chuckles at your comment and sighs.
“could you pass me a shirt, I’m pretty naked.” Aria throws a shirt at your head, slipping it on, you sit up and look next to you. Arthur is passed out cold with a raging case of bedhead, the sight is one to be photographed and framed. Stretching and rolling your shoulders, you blink slowly as if your brain is still mush.
“Never thought I’d see the day where an underwear would be flung on my bed.”
You laugh, holding your stomach as she points to the panties she placed on the table in-between both beds.
“So thats where I kicked it.” Getting out the bed, you grab the underwear and put it with your dirty stuff, putting on new undies.
“What time is it?” You ask, picking up the clothes on the floor, folding his up nicely and placing them on the foot of the bed.
“11:42” You nod, stifling a yawn as you scratch your head.
“What on earth did you do to him?”
She utters, genuinely concerned as she stands over him, eyeing the visible hickeys, bites and marks all over him.
“Someone was hungry.”
“Do you ever get tired of teasing me.”
You ask, half rhetorical and half serious. Lifting up to stretch your stiff limbs as you watch her movements.
“Nope, you know what else I never get tired of?”
“Wine.” Your tired voice mixed with her joyous voice in a harmonious yet comedic way.
“So if you’ll excuse me, I have a wine tasting to get to.”
She grabs her purse and waves you off as she leaves the room. A sharp pain hits you in your bladder and you run to the bathroom. As you use the toilet, the pain leaves your stomach and you go back into the room.
“Good morning.” His raspy morning voice just makes you want to crawl under his skin.
“Good morning.” You shoot him a warm smile as he motions you to come closer. Standing by the bed, he reaches up and traces your jawline, rubbing your chin with his finger tips.
Pulling you down to his level to kiss you tenderly, a low moan leaving your lips, his hand moving up underneath your shirt to squeeze your hip.
“How are you feeling?” He breaks the kiss, sits up and off the bed in his boxers.
“I’m good, my stomach is hurting a bit but I’ll live.”
“Where is it hurting?” He helps you lift up your shirt and watches as you point to the area below your belly button.
“Somewhere here.” You grunt softly, accidentally touching the sore spot.
“Here?”
You shake your head.
“Here?”
You see what he’s doing, one hand trying to point out the problem and the other caressing your back, making its way to your butt.
“Here??”
He stares at your stomach, glancing at you for a moment, making you chuckle and utter a no. Your eyes go wide as he gropes your ass, playfully grabbing his wrist, you shake your head.
“You’re not slick.” You chuckle with him.
“Relax, I’m trying to assess your situation, so be a good patient and stay still.” He cackles mid sentence and finds his composure.
“The whore is jumping out, Arthur.” He bursts out laughing as you reach up to fix his hair, pulling down your shirt, you put on your shorts and point to his clothes.
“Let’s get some breakfast, I’m hungry.”
You tell him as your stomach rumbles. Putting on his clothes from last night, he turns to you as he messes with his hair.
“I’ll have to leave soon.” He warns you and you nod.
“Time is money then.” You grin, grabbing your phone and walking to the door with him close behind, before you open the door he spins you around.
“I love you.”
He gives you a kiss on the cheek and one on your lips.
“I love you too.”
You kiss him back several times as if you weren’t sure the others were up to par.
“Alright now we can go.” He says while opening the door for you and putting on some shades.
“Is that mine?” You ask as you walk through the hallway to the elevators, fingers interlocked.
“Yeah.”
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SuperHero/Villain Romances + In & Out of Costume (3)
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lilylovelyxo · 1 year
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i love that in throne of atlantis arthur is just this regular dude that finds out he’s the future king of atlantis and that exact day he has to be the king of atlantis. he doesn’t have any combat training or special skills besides getting in drunk brawls over lobster friends but he’s immediately thrown into politics and advanced combat. he’s over here punching, kicking, and elbowing his way through atlantian soldiers while sidestepping literal magic like a fuckin boss. this man goes from being a drunk fish fiend to the king of atlantis in less than 24 hours with the utmost grace and he gets the girl woman! the badass atlantian sorceress woman!! absolutely nuts, he’s got an army of sharks at his command like who entrusted him with sharkshaveyoumetarthur
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lehoodcollector · 14 days
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Wonder Woman thought she was being cute🤭🤭🤭
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scatterstory1 · 7 months
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he was cute here..
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Members of the Green Lantern Corps, the Justice League and Dr. Fate from the DC Animated Movie Universe. In order:
Hal Jordan - First Appearance in Showcase #22 (1959). Appears in Justice League: War (2014), Justice League: Throne of Atlantis (2015), The Death of Superman (2018), Reign of the Supermen (2019) and Justice League Dark: Apokolips War (2020).
John Stewart - First appearance in Green Lantern v2 #87 (1971). Appears in Justice League Dark (2017) and Justice League Dark: Apokolips War (2020).
Gallius Zed, Arkkis Chummuck and Green Man - First appearances in Tales of the Green Lantern Corps #2 (1981), Green Lantern v2 #130 (1980) and Green Lantern v2 #164 (1983). Appear in Justice League Dark: Apokolips War (2020).
The Flash - First appearance in Showcase #4 (1956). Appears in Justice League: The Flashpoint Paradox (2013), Justice League: War (2014), Justice League: Throne of Atlantis (2015), Justice League vs Teen Titans (2016), Justice League Dark (2017), The Death of Superman (2018), Reign of the Supermen (2019) and Justice League Dark: Apokolips War (2020)
Cyborg - First Appearance in DC Comics Presents #26 (1980). Appears in Justice League: War (2014), Justice League: Throne of Atlantis (2015), Justice League vs Teen Titans (2016), Justice League Dark (2017), The Death of Superman (2018), Reign of the Supermen (2019) and Justice League Dark: Apokolips War (2020)
Shazam - First Appearance in Whiz Comics #2 (1940). Appears in Justice League: War (2014), Justice League: Throne of Atlantis (2015) and Justice League Dark: Apokolips War (2020).
Aquaman - First appearance in More Fun Comics #73 (1941). Appears in Justice League: Throne of Atlantis (2015), Justice League Dark (2017), The Death of Superman (2018) and Justice League Dark: Apokolips War (2020).
Martian Manhunter - First Appearance in Detective Comics v1 #225 (1955). Appears in Justice League Dark (2017), The Death of Superman (2018), Reign of the Supermen (2019) and Justice League Dark: Apokolips War (2020).
Hawkman - First appearance in Flash Comics #1 (1940). Appears in Justice League Dark (2017), The Death of Superman (2018), Reign of the Supermen (2019) and Justice League Dark: Apokolips War (2020).
Dr. Fate - First appearance in More Fun Comics #55 (1940). Appears in Suicide Squad: Hell To Pay (2018).
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cartoonyhappyface · 10 days
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Now watching justice league throne of Atlantis
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Justice League Throne Of Atlantis
Its a cool movie about how justice league meet aquaman for the first time and how the justice league help him become king.
My Rating 3.5/5
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Throne of Atlantis Mera is rewriting my brain
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#happybirthday @prideofgypsies #jasonmomoa #actor #aquaman #batmanvssuperman #zacksnydersjusticeleague #thelostkingdom #theflash    #fastx #baywatch #stargate #atlantis #gamesofthrones #braven #conanthebarbarian #frontier #dune #wolves #theredroad #tempted #see #Slumberland
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takaraphoenix · 2 years
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2022 Pride Month Favorite Canon Queer Characters:
DC Comics, Diana Prince / Wonder Woman: Bisexual
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romancemedia · 2 months
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lilylovelyxo · 1 year
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arthur drunkenly saving a lobster from being eaten will forever be his legacy
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ormymarius · 3 months
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Do you know which comic and issue ocean master took on Batman and then the one where he took on Superman and Wonder Woman? I wanna see if it’s part of the set I bought or not sorry 😭
Orm’s in mostly all of these issues during the Throne of Atlantis arc where he fights the JL
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