#untransmitable

[jomeimei421]

Hello I finished ORV two days ago and it’s… a lot to digest… but I remember that I saw a long time ago the theory that YJH had written the epilogue, I didn’t even know orv then but it kind of stuck with me. Do you know this theory and what do you think about it? I need analysis of that novel 😵‍💫

All your art is lovely but the post-epilogue scene with yhk brought me back to life, thx so much for sharing those!!!!

Congrats! Or I’m sorry that happened 💔

Incidentally, I made reread guide for ORV if you’re interested! KDJ’s mother told him that the story changes even if the words don’t, so he should learn to “read again,” and fittingly, ORV completely transforms on second read. It will blow your fucking mind how much went right over your head the first time around

[major ORV spoilers below]

I think it’s pretty clear canonically that HSY wrote all of ORV and the epilogues, with the exception of possibly chapter 551.

Her plan to write ORV took place after the museum fight, and she intended to write everything up until the present as closely as possible and then tack on a fabricated ending where the Oldest Dream fragments imagine KDJ back to life.

The Star Stream system ends up failing with only that fabricated ending untransmitted, so YJH has a choice to either write it himself or not.

I think there’s a definite possibility that 551 was written by YJH, but you could also argue that 551 was written by Sing Shong, or that 551 was somehow written by HSY and altered by YJH, or HSY wrote it and sent it out later…

Ultimately ORV has a catch-all loophole to explain this kind of stuff which is that ORV only needs to operate by the laws and themes of the story. As long as it can hold your suspension of disbelief/convince you that something happened, then it happened. That’s how the time paradox existed in the first place, and how being the Oldest Dream works!

TL;DR, HSY wrote all of ORV except arguably 551. But honestly the logistics of the last chapter are kinda ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ and don’t matter as much as what it was trying to convey

[catinasink]

untransmitting saygex from yer mind telepathically

tyyy

[neverneverland]

The truth never shines forth, as the saying goes, because the only truth is that which is known to no one and which remains untransmitted, that which is not translated into words or images, that which remains concealed and unverified, which is perhaps why we do recount so much or even everything, to make sure that nothing has ever really happened, not once it's been told.

― Javier Marías

[grinningsnapples]

oops, i may have lied...uhhh

GRINERTIA CHAPTER 7 + EPILOUGE IS COMPLETED! PLEASE ENJOY THE CONCLUSION, OR DONT!

afterword in progress ;) publishing maybe too, chugga chugga woo woo

BIG BIG BIG thank you to the early/beta readers and the people who have joined me along the way with writing this! You know who you are!

- keep smiling, snap

[romantic-poem]

Fingers poised over keys a whispered promise unspoken In the silence a word echoes forever unborn Memories of what could have been linger like fog Moonlit nights spent crafting sentences that never found A single thought remains untransmitted still it haunts

[tiktaaliker]

oh btw i think ive got the general plot down for that space travel storyline ive mentioned a few times

It starts out in a specific type of space station called a "Sling Node". Sling Nodes are a part of the Sling Relay, a long-distance spaceward messaging and courier system.

Instead of transmitting messages directly from sender to recepient, messages can be leap-frogged from Sling to Sling. A Sling will boost the message and send it off again, preventing signal decay and allowing for a more directed signal. Signals can even be sent to recipients whose location is unknown by the sender, where signals are bounced around from Sling to Sling until the intended recipient is within range to receive the signal.

Most Sling Nodes are small, unmanned satellites, but there's typically at least one Node-Station per occupied system. These stations work to direct signals in the right direction, have repair crews and tech support, and also act as central stations for physical cargo delivery. Its like a space truck stop tbh. Nodes are SUPPOSED to all be neutral and independent, but some are ran by private corporations or system governments.

The Sling that the story starts in is an independent node in a relatively small and backwater system. The plot starts when suddenly and unexpectedly the outgoing signals are completely cut out, stopping any received messages dead in their tracks. The Sling is then raided by an unknown militant group. One of the digital courier techs manages to fully shut down the node and redirect further messages to other nodes, snag the hard drive of received and untransmitted messages, and escapes alongside a few other civillians who were at the Sling at the time using a delivery ship docked at the Node. The delivery ship is ran by a small Hive, and the courier tech convinces the Hive and the others there that its their responsibility to figure out what message the unknown group didnt want sent and to get it where it needs to go (along with the rest of the unsent messages).

So then the story itself is about this ragtag group of mail carriers (in space) trying to make a delivery while not getting murdered dead in the process

[xielexalt]

[Only RECORD #4 remains untransmitted. 24 hours ETA to receive the signal.]

[soupboy9000]

Hey I don't know if folks knew this, I sure didn't until very recently, but the risk of HIV transmission is not equal for both participants in an act!

The bottom or receiver is far more likely to contract HIV than the top or giver. The likelihood for condomless anal is about 138 in 10,000 and that's also with a visible viral load. The risk from oral and sharing toys is also negligible which means that when this data was collected there was not a single case reported to the researchers that could be confirmed to be from oral or toy sharing. Also! HIV lives in: blood, pre-cum, semen, vaginal and anal fluids, and breast milk. Any other bodily fluids you may be into are not going to transmit HIV.

HIV is no joke and there are many places where you cannot easily access PrEP and PEP so please don't take your safety and the safety of your partners lightly, prevention is key. I'm just saying that it's less likely than fearmongers may lead you to believe, and also that we've come a long way in understanding and treating it.

Remember that Undetectable = Untransmitable. You CANNOT get HIV from someone with an undetectable viral load. There is life after a reactive test, it's possible.

Also while we're on the topic, proper condom usage! Condoms are made for about 20 minutes of activity max. If you're still going after 20 minutes switch it out. Also switch it between acts and make sure it's the right size. Some people are too big for standard condoms. They make bigger ones!

(the information I have comes from North America and I should also note that in a lot of places here injection drug use is overtaking sexual acts as the number one cause of HIV transmission so please don't share needles 💜)

[virtuosestance]

It is a rapist mentality. Being entitled to sex so much that you dont disclose something that BY YOUR OWN ACCOUNT makes some people not "want to touch you."

I swear some people do literally get off on committing rape by deception.

And this only contributes to the stigma surrounding HIV. If you want potential sex partners to know undetectable = untransmitable, then you would tell them that up front, not withhold the information up until you're already at one another's place and ready to have sex. This is the behavior of a person who does not care about obtaining consent.

[bayouinfused]

#Undetectable = #Untransmitable #U=U #Legal RightsReignSupreme ‪#BlackGayBigBrother‬ ‪#BayouInfusedBlackMarket‬ ‪#LevelThePlayingField‬ ‪#DarkBeauty‬ ‪#BayouInfused‬ ‪#Houston‬ ‪#BlackDrStrange‬ (at Seattle, Washington) https://www.instagram.com/p/B1vlw-5BtFX/?igshid=rawxu5azcggc

[arsenicandfinelace]

I think my favourite detail of Glass Onion is the mystery substance Miles’s shady assistant gave everyone to make COVID not a problem on their trip.

In this universe there’s a magic potion that can ... cure? make COVID untransmitable?

And the billionaire is using it to party with his fancy friends consequence-free instead of sharing it with the world. That tracks.

[mostlysignssomeportents]

SCOTUS to wrongfully accused terrorists: "drop dead"

When people call the US Supreme Court “corporate-friendly,” it’s often hard to know what that means in concrete terms. But here’s an example of what it means when the highest court in the land is in the tank for big business.

Transunion is a giant credit reporting bureau. These companies have their origin in a company called “Retail Credit” (now Equifax). RC paid people to spy on their neighbors and kept secret files on who was a “race mixer,” a homosexual, or a political radical.

These files were sold to employers, financial institutions and landlords to help them discriminate against people for their political, sexual or racial views.

https://www.jacobinmag.com/2017/09/equifax-retail-credit-company-discrimination-loans

Today, these companies continue to maintain massive, nonconsensual, wildly inaccurate databases detailing your finances, your employment, your living arrangements, your run-ins with the criminal justice system and more.

These are sold — again, without your consent — to lenders, employers, landlords, and other entities, who use them to make decisions that affect where you live and work, whether you can adopt, and more.

These companies have been in the news continuously for half a decade, thanks to a series of high-profile, unimaginably massive breaches that compromised the security of virtually every adult in the US and millions abroad.

https://pluralistic.net/2021/04/30/dox-the-world/#experian

Transunion’s secret files on you include a tickbox for “suspected terrorist.” Transunion wrongly accused 8,000 people of being terrorists. It discovered its error and violated its statutory duty to inform the people it had wronged.

The Supremes just ruled that those wronged people aren’t allowed to sue Transunion for accusing them of being terrorists and making that judgment available to its customers, including government agencies, employers and landlords.

https://www.eff.org/deeplinks/2021/06/supreme-court-says-you-cant-sue-corporation-wrongly-marked-you-terrorist

Specifically, the court said that only the 1,800 people whose wrongful accusation was transmitted to third parties could sue Transunion. It likened the untransmitted accusations to “a letter in a drawer that is never sent.”

Writing for the majority, Kavanaugh failed to grapple with the collection, analysis and use of private data, which — per EFF’s Cindy Cohn — is “an opaque archipelago of databases are linked and used to build and deploy machine learning systems that judge and limit us.”

As Cohn points out, Kavanaugh explicitly ignored Congress’s intention in passing the Fair Credit Reporting Act, which followed from the ghastly scandals that prompted Retail Credit to hide under its new “Equifax” name.

The whole point of the act is to allow the public to seek justice when credit reporting bureaux are reckless in their dossier-compiling.

Transunion was reckless: “it marked people as potential terrorists simply because they shared the same name as people on a terrorist watch list without checking middle names, birthdays, addresses, or other information that TransUnion itself undoubtedly already had.”

This decision is a boon to any company seeking to block litigation over privacy breaches, who will cite it in a bid to force the people they victimize to prove not just that the company leaked their data, but also that someone hurt them using that leak.

This is the standard that Google and Facebook cynically advocated in their amicus briefs, and while the court explicitly recognized that privacy breaches can create “intangible harms,” that doesn’t mean that corporate lawyers won’t try to stretch this ruling.

[grinningsnapples]

Dear Tumblr:

want a whole in-progress series? something at least a bit original? a slow-progressing horror/thriller with a whole ass college setting?

you want a cool trio of main characters with descriptions as follows?

- Some random guy with some genetic thing called smiley wiley but closed who looks like a stoner and rebel but he's actually a goofy dude with humor that wants to be a whole ass doctor

- Rich freshman in the film and advertising industry who isnt actually a bitch, shes very nice and silly. she has romantic tension with open smiley wiley girl.

- open smiley wiley girl who thinks shes absolutely horribly treates in life whose mood goes from miserable to abso-fucking-lutely ecstatic once she meets closed smiley wiley random guy who is apparently inspirational. oh yeah, romantic tension with rich freshman literally being a freshman herself and she was only there for like a whole ass day. Her monologue also lasts for the entire time frame of Naruto filler episodes.

- oh yeah, theres also a literal string of computer code.

if YOU ☝🤓 want something like this, yeah, read GRINERTIA.

[dan-burraway]

World Aids Day - 2019

"Eric wondered what his life would be like if he had not been robbed of a generation of mentors, of poets, of friends and, perhaps even lovers."

- The Inheritance

Today is World Aids Day. It's important that we take time to reflect on the effect and impact that HIV/AIDS has and had on the community.

The final room of the Keith Harring exhibition at Tate Liverpool dealt with his response to the crisis. It was so intense, just being in a room full of people treating documentation of how not that many years ago they™ were actively trying to kill us, like a tourist attraction was too much.

We should all commit to challenge stigma where we find it. We should all remember and repeat that Undetectable = Untransmitable. I think Gareth said it the best, that whatever your status, we’re all living with HIV.

Images:

- The Vigil at Manchester Pride 2018

- Keith Haring - Silence = Death 1989

[tenjouu]

1. small kisses littered across the other’s face (from this prompt list)

“I won’t be able to see your face for a while,” Lancelot muses quietly when the morning light falls just so over Harr’s sleeping form turned towards him, the window—bathing Harr’s skin in softened beams and glinting off of his mask.

The forest is as quiet as Red Headquarters before morning drills. But this is closer to Lancelot’s idea of world peace.

An eyelid flutters, and he reaches up, hand trembling right under the left side of Harr’s jaw, where he wants to touch but doesn’t quite dare.

“That’s all I am to you,” Harr murmurs, eye still closed. “My face.”

He was awake. Lancelot stays composed. “Your body too,” he replies calmly, his hand sliding down from Harr’s shoulder to his waist. He gives a gentle squeeze, and the aborted tensing of Harr’s abdomen is not missed. “And more. For all these years.”

Harr’s face is flushed but when he opens his eye, he’s glaring. He bats Lancelot’s hand away.

“How long?” he grumbles, pushing moderate bedhead out of his face with a languid stroke.

Lancelot blinks at him, distracted by the movement. “Maybe five,” he guesses.

“No, I meant—“ Harr’s brow furrows and his cheeks pink delightfully, “—how long is ‘a while?’”

Lancelot quiets. He knows kings exist in the law, for the people, to serve the country. But right now, more than ever, he wants to exist selfishly in the vicinity of Harr and nowhere else. This pang of untenable desire leadens his tongue and leaves him swallowing his copper pipe dreams. Any timeframe of separation lacks measure. Any while is too unbearably long.

“Count,” Lancelot whispers, and presses a chaste kiss to Harr’s nose.

“Lan—“ The corner of his mouth.

Harr halts and then trembles like a fault line in the earth, in the ruins of his own desire.

His eye shuts when Lancelot greets his cheekbone with a soft peck. One over his fluttering eyelid for good measure. One on his chin. One in the tender spot underneath his jaw, so that Harr grips his arm warningly.

The upper lip, then the lower. The seam between. His right temple. Peppering along his laugh line. Tracing the curve of his cheek. His face is warm, but Lancelot burns just touching him.

Harr resigns himself and melts under Lancelot’s mouth. Lancelot leaves longer kisses pressed to skin to weather the blow, because they’re in the thirties now, and they both know this isn’t intended in hours.

“I’m running out of places,” he breathes, fingers dancing over the bare cheek beneath the mask.

“Good,” Harr says hoarsely. “No more.”

“Last one,” Lancelot promises, a little sadly, and leaves it like a hopeless offering of love, an untransmitted promise—(a tragedy)—over the silver metal.

[sarinataylor]

Ok pls forgive me for im back on my mermaid tail john bs like... does he have to sit in the saltwater (or regular water??) bath every once in a while to hydrate himself? What would he tail look like? Does he favor the land or the water more? I NEED DETAILS HNGGH

..... sigh i had this all written out and then i accidentally refreshed. here we go again.

right so! he prefers saltwater definitely but because, well, he lives in a flat it’s not really feasible. he adds salt (not iodised obvs) occasionally but they get horrible salt deposit build ups in their pipes which are a fucking nightmare to get rid of and he feels terribly guilty about it so it’s very occasionally (also u cant tell me that john didnt realise he was stupid head over heels with roger when he came home from his last exam of the semester to a saltwater bath with actual sea water. to this day roger will not explain how he got fucking seawater in the city, just smirks and not for the last time john wishes he could just rip those fucking sunglasses off his face because he just knows that roger’s eyes would be all too expressive and tell him everything he needs to know).

it’s not a necessity, he doesn’t like. dry up and die without it. he can survive on land just fine, both of his forms are his natural form. he doesn’t even really have to transform if he doesn’t want to, but it feels good to stretch his tail.

also ya know what! sirens are supposed to seductive right so im giving him the prettiest fuck off tail ever, i dont care. he’s getting a betta fish tail. 

yellows and oranges look so good on him so idc. 

he favours land more, definitely. sirens haven’t really been native to the water in centuries, not since they interbred with humans to the point that their transformative abilities became the norm (the siren magic means that anyone with so much as a drop or siren blood can transform, there’s that xenophobic rhetoric going around about how "one day we’ll all be sirens” apart from, of course, as is the case with most of the supernatural creatures in this au the large percentage of the populations are sterile or, at the very least, tend to have a bitch of a time conceiving). but it’s his dream to one day be able to afford a house on the coastline. when they do their ‘cornwall tour’ he becomes completely enamoured with the area. it’s his dream for the future from then on out to live in cornwall.

also i imagine he’s like only a 2nd-3rd generation siren-human hybrid so he can also have mild facial transformations as well (esp. when threatened, so longer teeth and elongated brow. it doesn’t happen very often though.)

out of the four of them roger and john are probably the most monstrous in a way, i suppose? like freddie is powerful but it’s also very contained, he’s really the only one who can feel the power that he has and brian is genuinely.... like. normal 99% of the month, and in this au werewolves are still in control of their mental faculties when they turn so he really just tends to stay in his room for a night and then comes back out the next morning with a bin liner filled with all the fur he shed when he transformed back (it’s a painful as hell transformation, it’s meant to be. whereas john’s transformations are natural, lycanthropy is decidedly not. it’s not a curse as such, though that’s a common misconception, it’s more of a magical disease. supposedly it’s a mutation of common shapeshifting, and there’s research going into it - about fifty years or so back a scientist recognised that untransmitted/uninherited (through bites) lycanthropy was more likely to present in shapeshifter communities than not, and those who did develop untransmitted/uninherited (or ‘spontaneous’) lycanthropy outside of shapeshifter communities were likely to have some shapeshifter family history).

john, on the other hand, can pass as human generally but esp. when he was younger used to slip up and transform at random times. he’s heard enough ‘fish out of water’ jokes to last him a lifetime, and esp as an angsty overhormonal teenager his facial transformations used to happen when they perhaps shouldn’t have. also he’s very partial to sashimi. 

and roger, ofc, can kill anyone who looks in his eyes. his snakes also increase in size when he’s stressed/upset/threatened? day to day they tend to be quite small, and he can control their size to a degree? but yeah. he did attend an exam at one point with two giant fuck off snakes just casually chillin around his neck (but he did really fucking well because, well. they were there when he studied, weren’t they?). imma say roger can look in his own eyes due to the diluted nature of the curse, though.