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balu8 · 2 months
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Nathaniel Dusk #1
by Don McGregor;Gene Colan;John Constanza and Tom Ziuko
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ufonaut · 1 year
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Carver Colman -- Easter Egg, Universal Constant, Or Clue To Something Bigger?
Nathaniel Dusk (1984) and its aptly-named sequel Nathaniel Dusk II (1985) are two relatively obscure yet magnificently well-written/drawn miniseries that follow the 1930s adventures of the titular hard-boiled PI. The books by themselves stand apart from the DCU as a whole and Nathaniel has never once gotten a mention or appearance in the universe at large, yet Geoff Johns used the miniseries as the basis of an in-universe noir serial in Doomsday Clock (2017).
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(Doomsday Clock #10)
More curiously, the actor playing Mr. Dusk in the serial -- Carver Colman -- became not only a central figure in Jon Osterman/Dr. Manhattan’s life as the series progresses but also a majorly significant character by himself as the first openly gay actor in Hollywood and as a gay activist.
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(Doomsday Clock #12)
As much as I love Carver’s story for what it means, this is where it gets really interesting: throughout every episode of Geoff Johns’ Stargirl season 3 we’ve seen the Nathaniel Dusk films advertised at Blue Valley’s local cinema.
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(Stargirl S3E09)
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(Nathaniel Dusk #1 between Rick & Beth, Nathaniel Dusk II #3 next to Yolanda, and Nathaniel Dusk II #2 next to Beth)
And then another Carver Colman mention came along in The New Golden Age (2022) #1, where we learn that canonically gay character Michael Mayne -- The Harlequin’s Son -- played him in a biopic.
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(The New Golden Age #1)
All of which leads us to last night’s (30/11/2022) Stargirl episode where we not only got yet another Carver Colman mention but we even saw him!
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(Stargirl S03E12)
The award show setting also makes me think this may very well take place the same night as the April 18th 1952 panel here:
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(Doomsday Clock #10)
So, as we know Doomsday Clock is one of the main books to have led to the current newly-released Justice Society of America (2022) ongoing and characters from it will undoubtedly show up in JSA somewhere along the way, I have to ask -- will we see more of Carver and what does his presence mean? I’m very excited for this journey Geoff’s taking us on!
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daydreamerdrew · 1 year
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Nathaniel Dusk (1984) #4
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1985 ad for the second Nathaniel Dusk limited series by Don McGregor and Gene Colan.
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tomoleary · 11 months
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Gene Colan - Nathaniel Dusk
Inks 1, 3 & 4 Dick Giordano, 2 Bob Smith
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briery · 8 months
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“Overlooking these abstract patterns in the ocean..." in Big Sur, California, United States. By Nathaniel Wise on Instagram.
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howemancing · 1 year
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Imagine you ran into someone who loved Dragon Age but had never heard of Nathaniel Howe. What's the *first* character trait of his that you'd describe?
I love this question. I’d be deeply tempted by kindness, or empathy, but in the end, I’d probably have to go with “thoughtful”, because it encompasses so much Then, because this poor fool who made the mistake of asking me about Nathaniel Howe is still there, I’d tie them down and elaborate. From the first you meet him, Nathaniel is testing you and getting a read on you. He tries to aggravate you by belittling you, he tries to suss out if you’re feeling guilty at all. Then he brags about how dangerous he is, because he, at this point, has given up, and just wants to spit on you in the way down. Throughout the rest of the game, Nathaniel explores his companions and gets to know them, testing them, often gently at first but occasionally pushing back further. (After that mockery in the jail cell, suddenly the meanest he gets to his companions is calling Velanna’s ears clownish, which, rude, but it had come right after asking if she bad about killing a lot of innocent people, to which she cheerfully denied it). He wants to know more of Justice’s purpose, of what life was like for Sigrun, of Oghren’s history and ferocity and experiences; of where Anders’ anger comes from. He’s deeply thoughtful and considerate of his fellow companions, learning about them and for the most part, choosing kindness, including acknowledging when they push back - Sigrun pointing out how ignorant he is, for example.   He also comes to realize how blind he was, and why he was so willing to believe in lies about the Wardens, refusing to see the truth about his father. Delilah calls him out on it, that his father was his hero and he’d always worshiped Rendon. And he realizes that. That that worship warped him and his perceptions. While at the same time, he doesn’t throw it all away - his father still read him bedtime stories, after all. And Nathaniel spends the rest of the game struggling to reconcile those two things. But most importantly, he realized that he owed the Warden an apology for his mistakes.  He has a wonderful moment of self reflection, and unlike a lot of “redemption” arcs, he doesn’t try to snidely step aside from his need to own up - he does it, a full throated apology, and keeps working to make things better.
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thenetherlord · 2 months
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All The Aromantic and Asexual Characters from Media I could find (Part 2!) (Books!)
Since ya'll sent me a whole load of characters, here's a part 2, with no images tho cuz that would be too long :(
Novels:
The Summer of Bitter and Sweet - Jen Fergusen
Demisexual Rep - Lou, a Métis Canadian teen
Percy Jackson & Other Companion Series - Rick Riordan
Asexual Rep - Thalia Grace, an American Hunter of Artemis Lieutenant
AroAce Rep - Reyna Avila Ramírez-Arellano, a Puerto Rican Hunter of Artemis and past Praetor of the Twelfth Legion
AroAce Rep - Artemis, Greek Goddess of the Hunt
AroAce Rep - Hestia, Greek Goddess of the Hearth
Asexual Rep - Athena, Greek Goddess of Wisdom
Sal & Gabi Duology - Carlos Hernandez
Asexual Rep - Sal Vidón, a Cuban teen and self-proclaimed magician
The Foxhole Court Series - Nora Sakavic
Asexual Rep - Neil Josten, an American member of the Foxes
Loveless - Alice Oseman
AroAce Rep - Georgia Warr, a young adult going through university
Asexual Rep - Sunil Jha, a young adult going through university that is homoromantic
Aromantic Rep - Jess, a young adult going through university who is bisexual
Radio Silence - Alice Oseman
Demisexual Rep - Aled Last, the creator of a hit fantasy podcast, and is gay
Solitaire - Alice Oseman
AroAce Rep - Tori Spring, a teen going through high school, and a young adult later in Party Girls by the same author
Tarnished Are the Stars - Rosiee Thor
AroAce Rep - Nathaniel Fremont, the son of the Commissioner
Graphic Novels/Manga:
My Hero Academia - Kōhei Horikoshi
Demiromantic(?) Rep - Mina Ashido, a Japanese student training to be a Pro Hero, with an Acid Quirk
Is Love the Answer? - Isaki Uta
AroAce Rep - Chika, a young adult going through high school and college
Our Dreams at Dusk - Yuhki Kamatani
Asexual Rep - Dareka-San, a person of indeterminate gender who uses any/all pronouns, who also appears to magical
Across a Field of Starlight - Blue Delliquanti
Asexual Rep - Lu, a non-binary mechanic who is in a relationship with Fassen
Asexual Rep - Fassen, a non-binary ex-soldier who is in a relationship with Lu
I will make a part 3 soon with characters from TV shows and movies!
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deaths-presence · 3 months
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Two of a Kind || Dazai x Reader Part 1: Obscure Chance
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Story Summary: The search for your brother has led you into conflict between the Armed Detective Agency of Yokohama and the Guild. Fitzgerald keeps you involuntarily, that is until you finally find your chance of escape. Will you find strength within the ADA, or will you only become more astray? Word Count: 1,622 Characters Featured: Nathaniel Hawthorne, John Steinbeck, Lucy Montgomery Warnings: afab!reader, slowburn, plot heavy to build up romance, small mentions of isolation, hints of Fitzgerald being Yikes and abusive, lmk if I happened to miss anything please
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The cold atmosphere of the room you were trapped in seeped into your body, making your bones ache with how aggressively you were shivering despite the covers you put around yourself. Never did you expect to find yourself held hostage, yet here you were with the powerful Guild that gave you no choice in the decision to join their organization. You didn’t do it for money like some of the others you came to learn about during your forced stay, nor did you seek to become powerful.
It started with a simple letter. Your brother Roberte had written to you. He went on to tell you that he had picked up work in the Guild to help support you back home, that things would be more prosperous if you had joined him. You had decided to seek out the Guild to be at his side, for all you had was each other after your parents had died.
You did not find Roberte. You were too trusting, showing a stranger eager to have everything within the snap of his fingers how your ability worked to prove yourself worthy. Within hours you were not allowed to leave. The man named Fitzgerald was sure of that. He never took no as an answer, and you quickly made that observation with the way the other members of the Guild stood behind him. They didn’t dare try to protect you. Here in the Guild, it was a principle that if you screwed up, you were on your own. You didn’t consider any of them friends, besides maybe Lucy who managed to converse with you when she brought you meals.
“So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.”
You were brought out of mulling about your predicament at the new voice. Your head turned, no longer surprised to see Hawthorne that said the Bible verse aloud. He reminded you of a late December evening when the sun was slowly setting on the horizon and giving way to darkness. He was cold and distant, his hair a pale shade that reminded you of the snow covering the ground at dusk. His icy blue eyes always managed to pin you down wherever you existed on the Moby Dick like he could see the sins you’ve committed, even ones you didn’t know existed. As a man of God that he proclaimed to be, you never saw him outside of his pastor clothes.
Your lips turn in a gentle smile regardless. If nothing else, you were thankful for the little bit of company he temporarily provided. “Isaiah 41:10. It is only customary for the reverend to grace me with his words from the Book. I suppose you’re trying to give me advice in your own way instead of having me sulk around?”
Hawthorne’s face was unreadable with how little it changed, but his tone of voice gave you ease. Cold, yes, but gentle it came out as he replied, “I can tell by the look on your face. You feel helpless and alone. You don’t try to escape.”
You merely shrugged at his observation. The comfort he was giving was quickly replaced by a heavy feeling that settled in your chest. You sat on the provided bed and hugged your knees closer to your chest, the dress you wore allowing your legs to be blanketed. “I have tried before only to fail. Countless times. Fitzgerald is powerful, even if I can shapeshift into other people and use their abilities.”
Of course, you couldn’t escape Fitzgerald despite having such a useful ability. Though having surprised him at first, he took the opportunity upon himself to make you better than you were. Stronger. To change into someone for longer. To be able to take an object that is closest to someone and use it to connect to the person and change instead of using only physical touch. There’s no doubt that you would make an incredible assassin by having the ability to change your appearance so drastically, especially in framing someone. By tacking on having the opportunity to store someone with an ability into your closet of changes, you were a force to be reckoned with. If you cared enough.
That was evidently the problem. You didn’t care. You never had thought about using your ability in such a despicable way. You would always want to use what you were able to do for good, to disguise yourself and capture a criminal in the act all while keeping your real identity safe. You could help connect yourself to a person to understand their predicaments, to understand their health issues, to understand why they feel the way they feel.
“I’m sorry, reverend. I do not look for pity. I simply sense that this is my punishment,” you said quietly.
Hawthorne quirked a brow at your words. “You think that God has punished you in this way? What have you done in the eyes of the Lord that he would do such?”
Your eyes were trained on your hands. You wiggled your fingers slowly as if noticing something on them that would never come off. Hawthorne was right to believe the notion ridiculous, but you couldn’t help but feel like a monster in your own skin with all that you’ve done since being forced to join the Guild. A monster that changed who she could be on a whim. “I have gone against my morals without so much as a fight. I want to fight, but I am beaten in my efforts each time. What do you think?”
Hawthorne’s face never changed, but you noticed how his voice was hardened once more. “I may pass judgment on heavy sinners, but I believe that this is for the Lord to decide Himself.”
You exhaled slowly when you heard his footsteps leave you in tense silence. Your thoughts from before Hawthorne made conversation were now replaced with the question you always ended up asking yourself.
Were you a monster pretending to be human?
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It was hours before you heard voices again, this time clearly distinguishing the two of them. Steinbeck and Lucy. As they approached, your eyes opened from resting and you forced your body to sit up. You were severely tempted to brush through your hair after sensing just how knotted it was from your tossing and turning, reaching for the hairbrush just as you saw Steinbeck and Lucy at the door. As usual, she opened a compartment in the door to give you the tray of food.
“Look at that! You are still alive,” Steinbeck said with a playful grin. The small window in the door to your room only let you see his sky-blue eyes and sunny blonde hair, but there was the knowledge that one of the straps to his overalls that he wore hung down from his shoulder. You had to hold back the urge to fix it for him whenever you saw him, like a mother fixing their toddler’s shirt before they ran outside to play with their friends. Your eyes shifted over to Lucy’s blue eyes and thick red hair. You envied the coloration and how beautiful it always looked in the braids she put it in. You could imagine the dress she wore despite not being able to see it, the ruffles at the bottom always catching your attention. It wasn’t as proper and elegant as Lady Margaret, but it suited her.
“I am,” you responded, keeping your words short and distant as you took the tray and offered Lucy a grateful smile. You walked back to sit it on the small table that was by your bedside, seating yourself back down on the mattress to properly untangle your hair with the brush.
“I just can’t imagine,” Steinbeck attempted conversation again, “after being in here for this long already. I know what it’s like to have a sibling. The only reason I’m not with them right now is to make sure they can live. I send most of my pay back home to help support them all.”
“You’re the type to do anything for your family.” You nod while listening to him.
“My sister, she’s still a little younger than you. She loves to take my share of apple pie at the big family dinner table, but I can never say no because she’s just too cute.” His shoulders relaxed as he talked about his sister, and it made your heart ache that you were unable to see Roberte after all this time.
It hit you then. Why would he be trying to talk to you if it was not for one simple thing?
“Do I remind you of her?” you asked timidly, your eyes stuck on the tray as you set your hairbrush down.
Out of the corner of your eye you see Steinbeck’s smile. “A little. You’re just older, more gullible, and complacent when you’re in danger.” Each word that came out of his mouth made you prickle and squint at him, but your expression made him laugh instead of becoming defensive. “You do have the same cute pout, though.”
Your ire only faded at the prospect of finally eating some of the food that was given to you. Steinbeck and Lucy took it as a signal to leave you in peace, but not before Steinbeck stayed back to say one last thing while the space was quiet.
“You’re right. I would do anything for my family. The Guild is not necessarily a nice organization. You do what you’re told, and that’s it. Take care to remember that if nothing else.”
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celestiall0tus · 7 months
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All That Remained, Marinette
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So, I used the Northern Dusk Singing Cicada for coloring because of the resemblance and nods to Velze through Gimmi. This theme will carry over to Nathaniel when I get to his design.
But her name will be Cicada.
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So how's your version on Nathan and Will?
(Sorry I couldn’t understand whether you meant the blog’s AU or the admin’s lore, plus I’ve yet to make a design for OyM!Nathan, so imma just assume the OG for this one)
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Forgive me for my awful grammar, I’m not that good at English-
About Nathan:
•Basic infos, he’s 17, about Kyle’s age— just a month or two older than him.
•Of Brazilian descent but has Chilean blood in him.
•Full name is Nathaniel Frederick Bernadez.
•Has undiagnosed ADHD.
•He has an older sister Lucille (basically Luna from OnC but she’s more normal about CJ than her canon counterpart). They both fan about On Command together.
•Transgender FtM and biromantic with a preferable lean for guys. (Pronouns He/they/dusk)
•Was scared of EteleD shitless, so much that he basically cut ties with Kyle for taking it for a prank, and told everyone on school about it, which lead to them getting bullied for 9 years straight.
Kyle forgives him for it but they’ve made it clear they don’t want anything to do with him for the timebeing. The closest they get to interact is just small talk and hello’s.
Kyle did promise he’d open up to him in the future, he is just not ready to see him as of current.
•Has a crush on Will but is kinda scared to ask him out because of his own insecurities and also since Will’s already seeing someone else at the moment.
•Keeps a heart-shaped locket at all times on himself— a gift from his grandmother, before she passed.
The locket contains a photo of her holding a newborn Nathan, with Kyle’s mom beside them. That’s how he and Kyle knew each other since their birth.
•He is the man that drinks milk before cereal and then eats the cereal dry /j
•Has that friendship-rivalry-thing with Sam as a joke because they used to hate each other in the past, but now are getting along pretty well.
•Basically the cool dad of the group. Also he’s the second tallest after Dan.
About Will:
•He’s 16— only 25 days younger than Sam.
•Of Belgian origin.
•Has three siblings and a cousin— basically the same people Rudolph (OyM) is related to
•Has never been close with their parents for unknown reasons, which means he and his younger sister was practically raised by their 2 older siblings in their absence.
•Their real name is actually Rudolph Forgers, but for confidentiality reasons had to psuedofy himself, so he currently goes by William Roberts.
•Currently figuring out their gender identity but knows they’re omnisexual. (Pronouns they/ey/he/she/rex)
•Does have a big crush on Nathan, but is scared they’d get rejected so they instead tone themselves and pretend he’s crushing on Cooper.
•He used to be jealous of Sam since Middle School because she was better than him in almost everything, and even had a loving mom. It never went beyond taunting and small shoving, though.
They’ve since sorted themselves out and are cool buddies.
•Looks abrasive and brash, but is a sweetheart who’d give their life to protect anybody dear to him.
•Only a tad bit shorter than Dan and Nathan, but taller than Sam, Cooper and and Kyle combined.
•Small fact: They’ve got little fangs. It’s a birth gene.
•No kidding, this dude looks like he’d kill you, but is actually a cinnamon roll.
Wait fuck that’s the same thing as the other point help-
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balu8 · 8 months
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Nathaniel Dusk V.2 #3: Apple Peddlers Die at Noon
by Don McGregor; Gene Colan; Tom Ziuko and John Costanza
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ufonaut · 2 years
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I haven’t been a very good... friend, Carver. But I can see so many futures now... make a good choice. Don’t be afraid of what you feel.
Jon & Carver Colman in Doomsday Clock (2017) #10-12
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daydreamerdrew · 1 year
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Nathaniel Dusk (1984) #3
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nsewell · 5 months
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how does that grab you?
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nate sewell/female mc ; 4.3k words ; rated T
Late Spring and a slow dance. They’re learning each other in increments.
Dusk is just starting to hit its leisurely stride when Nate, bouquet-handed and lightly cologned, climbs up the staircase of the Ontario Village Apartment Complex with a flutter of anticipation beneath his ribs that makes him feel remarkably human. Or rather like he’s chasing the dregs of humanity.
He threads his free hand through what wavy strands the customary leather strip didn’t catch at the nape of his neck as he goes. His fingers used to gravitate to a necktie and before that a cravat, but modern simplicities in fashion have stalled this habit. When was the last time someone he courted had stoked such a nervous reaction in him? (Years long past. Maybe even decades. He doesn’t disregard the time like Ava, but he is finding it harder to quantify as it tolls by.) And when, he notes with some amount of self-deprecation, did he start using the long length of his legs to skip steps in excitement? Nathaniel Sewell is not someone who normally abandons propriety and skips up stairs.
(on ao3)
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tomoleary · 9 months
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José Luis García-López - DC Spotlight #1 Back Cover. Amethyst Princess of Gemworld, Pariah, Black Lightning, Green Arrow, Blue Devil, Jonah Hex, Darkseid, Dr. Fate, Harbinger, Swamp Thing, Nathaniel Dusk
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