#memory sharing

[flqwerzz]

Hello Odysseus! I'm pretty curious about your memories of your source, if you're willing to talk about the entirety of them that is... I'm just curious lmao don't feel pressured or anything!!

Okay this is going to be an INSANELY long post, I won't force anyone to read it so I'll put it under a cut -Odysseus

Okay, so, first of all let me just mention that my memories aren't exactly source-accurate. There's a lot of things I remember that have never even happened in my source. I've watched EPIC just to see which parts I remember, and which I don't because, well, that's interesting to me.

Let's just get Polites out of the way first, I have A LOT of memories of him, the one memory I don't have is when he died. Let me tell you right now that when I watched that musical I felt my heart drop when Polites was killed, wasn't a great feeling, I won't lie. But with that, I also just don't remember ever encountering the Cyclops? Don't remember entering the cave, killing any sheep, so that whole part was a huge surprise to me.

Okay now that we are on the topic of the Cyclops I'll just quickly run over Poseidon as well. Uhm, to keep it short I remember him VERY well. Pretty much everything from my source about him I remember. However, before watching the musical I wholeheartedly believed that he despised me for no reason, since, well... I literally didn't remember that whole Cyclops situation at all. But, I can now say that I understand why he, y'know, did what he had done - to some extent at least. I'll talk more about Poseidon later...

Circe! I remember her as my best friend, like 'someone I would talk to for hours on end' type of thing. I remember me and her being close (please don't portray this as anything other than platonic.) and I think that's awesome, she's awesome and so on... In the musical? Hell nah. I was so disoriented through the whole of the Circe Saga, I got an unbearable headache from it. Other than that though, everything else was pretty accurate... Except for that whole Hermes situation with the song "Wouldn't you like" which I don't remember happening at all and it was completely scrapped from my memories.

No memories of the Underground Saga at all, everything that I had watched was a surprise to me

Some memories from the Thunder Saga? I mean, I remember Zeus pretty well, not enough to make a clear judgement of him - though I do enjoy his song "Thunder Bringer", I think it's one of my top 5 songs, honestly. Zeus had killed most, if not all of my crew pretty much...? From what I've watched. I literally only remember him singing that song and that's it

No memories of the Wisdom Saga besides me waving at Calypso which didn't happen in source AT ALL. Uhm. Not much to say about this either...

I'm going to talk about the Vengeance Saga and Ithaca Saga in one paragraph because pretty much all of my memories seem to lie here. Keeping it brief, I remember pretty much everything from both of these Sagas, which is why most of the things I edit are from either one of these sagas... I'm not going to talk much about these as, well, pretty much everything that happened I remember.

Okay I left this as a draft, and upon rereading it, I realized that I have left A LOT of things out. So here's just a few characters that I don't remember/know: Pretty much everyone from "God Games" besides Zeus and Athena, Aeolus, Calypso, Tiresias.

Uhm, lmao, if there's anything else that anyone wants to know then feel free to ask - Im always free to answerr and I love answering questions so much! Also apologize if this post doesn't make sense - it's genuinely all over the place... -Odysseus

[pluralhelp]

hmm uhm is there a thing for when headmates have the host's memories? like they all share memories in some capacity?

Hello! Very much so, it's actually pretty common in a lot of plural folk for memory sharing[link] to be frequent or constant, a few mods here actually have it to a degree too! This can apply to only for or between specific headmates/memories or the whole system/all memories.

[granulesofsand]

Most of our memories that float free take the shape of orbs or books, but some of them are shaped related to the content they hold.

We really like the story of the lawyer with OCD, who kept coming in late to work because she was going back for her hair dryer. She started bringing the hair dryer with her in the passenger seat of her car, then she was on time. This story lives in our archives, freely accessible to anyone who reaches for it. You wanna guess what it looks like?

Guy one: Why is there a hair dryer on the desk?

Guy two: Touch it and find out.

Guy one: *backs away slowly*

We’re so good at memory sharing.

[bespectacled-bookwyrm]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Summary: Through fragmented memories, Alder learns of the origin behind one of Colress' habits.

This is connected to the story "Safety Beneath Volcarona Wings".

[thenightmarebluntrotation]

I have a question for any systems who wanna answer (probably applies more to systems who have the ability to share memories with each other, we are osdd-1b and memory sharing comes fairly easily)

Does anyone relate to the experience of accessing another alters memories and restructuring them to reflect how you would've done things in their position or prioritise different information about the experience than they did?

It's hard to sum up without giving examples so I'll explain a few of ours to get the idea across better;

1. Tigerlily went to a yard sale when we were about eight or nine, it was at the house of these kids she used to play with who lived near our grandparents. She bought a few little ceramic figures of big cats and two lion plushies that we still have. This is the real version of events. Echo split when we were 14 and did not experience this, but when we were 16 she fell in love with G1 My Little Pony and suddenly accessed Tigerlily's memory of the yard sale at her friend's house. Because Echo has different interests, she remembered there being ponies. The kids who lived there were horse girls, their family all rode horses and Echo became convinced that the sister had owned lots of G1 ponies despite this information not being part of the real memory. She had a strong feeling of 'If I'd been there I'd have bought this instead'

2. Tigerlily went camping with some family friends when we were a kid. Years later, Ramone listened to the Green Day album Warning and she accessed Tigerlily's memory of the car ride to the campsite, and the campsite itself and she felt nostalgia related to the music even though the music had nothing to do with the original memory and Tigerlily didn't know this music existed.

3. In high school, we read To Kill A Mockingbird. Ramone really liked and related to Scout for being a tomboy and a girl who liked to play outside and get dirty. Years later as an adult, one of the Mitches heard the song 'Five O Clock World' by the Vogues on an advert for fried chicken. He accessed Ramone's memory of what she thought Scout and Jem's neighborhood looked like and inexplicably associated this music with it even though the song isn't from the era the book is set in and doesn't have any meaningful connection to it.

4. In our teens, Ramone went to a sleepover with some girls she knew from MCRmy meetups. It was in an old house that was kind of spooky but in a comforting way. They watched Sweeney Todd and the first season of BBC Sherlock and listened to music and did the kind of stuff emo teens did in 2011. In the present day, I (Dandelion) play a lot of Minecraft. There is one particular piece of music in the Nether that our brain associates with this day/house even though I wasn't there and even though we weren't familiar with that music at the time.

None of these are like huge healing moments or anything obviously, they're just weird, it's strange to suddenly feel nostalgia for something you didn't do in a way that makes no sense to the person who did do it. Has this happened to anyone else? Or if you're a singlet have you ever had a moment where you heard a song and it reminded you of a memory or a place that has nothing to do with it?

[trope-appreciation-tuesdays]

I’m a sucker for when the team somehow ends up in some kind of simulation that lets them be inside of the whumpees memories. It doesn’t have to necessarily be a traumatic moment they see (but that’s a bonus) and it could just be a quiet moment of the whumpee spending time with a dead friend or family member, or maybe just the whumpee going about daily life and the team is struck by how happy and relaxed and young the whumpee looks

Imagine the embarrassment for the whumpee as everyone watches.  Those sideways looks...

[avengerscompound]

When You Knew

When You Knew:  A Pepper Potts Fanfic

Buy me a ☕ Character Pairing:  Pepper Potts x F!Reader

Word Count:  1422

Warnings:  Talk of sexuality

Synopsis:   As you try to fight sleep you ask Pepper about her past.

A/N:  @iron-man-bingo fill ‘memory sharing’

When You Knew

You lay back against her, relaxing as she gently stroked your brow.  The tip of her finger tracing up the bridge of your nose and between your eyebrows, arcing over your forehead before returning to your nose again.

Your eyelids were getting heavy.  It was such a soothing motion that it was relaxing you to the point of a stupor.  You hummed sleepily looking up into the blue of her eyes as she looked down at you.  Her red hair falling down around her face in sheets.

“Where did you get the nickname, Pepper?”  You asked trying to focus on her.

She smiled and shook her head lazily.  “That depends on who I’m talking to.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”  You asked, becoming a little more alert.

“Well,”  She said her fingers moving from your brow down your cheek and along the line of your jaw.  “Some people think it’s because I have freckles.”

“What is it really?”  I ask.

“When I went for the job with Stark Industry, they threatened to have me escorted off the premises and I told them I’d pepper spray them if they tried.  Tony liked it and hired me on the spot.”

Your jaw dropped and you sat straight up.  “Did you have pepper spray?”

“No,”  She said.  “But I’m good, and they wouldn’t see me.  I felt a little desperate.”

You started laughing and settled back on her lap.  “You’re crazy.”

“You knew that.”  She said and leaned over kissing you softly.

Her fingers resumed the lazy trail over your brow.  “Tell more something else I don’t know.”  You said.

“Hmm… what do you want to know?”  Pepper asked.

“What about… what it was like having extremis in you.”  You said.  You obviously had heard a little about it.  You knew what it was called for example.  And that it nearly killed her.  But you also knew it had given her powers.  That she’d saved Tony Stark’s life using it.

“It was scary.  I was hot but also it felt like I needed that heat.  It was strange and I don’t even think I can describe that feeling.   But the power… it was both terrifying and it felt good.  It felt good being that strong and that dangerous.”  She shuddered.  “I liked it and that alone was scary.  I don’t think I could do what the Avengers do.  I think I’d enjoy it too much.”

You leaned up and kissed her pulse point under her jaw.  “You’re kind of a badass you know?”

She smiled and raised one of her perfectly shaped eyebrows at you.  “Yes, I know.”

You laughed and rolled on your side burying your face in her stomach as you hugged her.  She rubbed your neck and leaned down and kissed your head as you nuzzled into her.

You rolled back onto your back and looked up at her.  “How about you tell me one?”  She said.

“Okay.”  You agreed, nipping at her finger as it moved towards your mouth.

“When did you know you were into women?”  You asked.

You pulled a face.  “I’m not sure.  There was a teacher I liked a little too much.”

“Oh, really?”  Pepper teased.  “Little teacher’s pet were you?”

“I mean, yes.  It wasn’t like anything happened or anything.  She was just really beautiful and really smart and looking back now I know I had a crush on her.”  You explained.   “But I’m not sure there was a wake-up moment for me exactly.  It was just gradual.  When I was older, I think seventeen, I was hanging out with a friend and we just got really cuddly and it felt good.  We started kissing and I knew that was right for me.”

“That’s a nice way to find out.”  She said with a soft smile.

“Mmm…”  You hummed.  “What about you?  When was you bisexual awakening?”

Pepper started laughing and she leaned back against the couch.  “I think it was watching ‘The Fifth Element’.”

“Milla Jovovich.”   You hummed.  “Multipass.  Oh yeah.  I can see that.”

“Say that again.”  She said.

“What?”  You asked.  “Multipass.”

She smiled and closed her eyes for a moment before leaning down and kissing you gently.  Her lips only just grazing over yours, making you want more.  Need it.  When she pulled away you chased her lips, aching for the kiss to deepen.

“I remember watching that movie and just being so attracted to Leeloo.  She was so innocent and so badass and so incredibly sexy.  That’s when I realized that maybe it wasn’t just about men for me.”  She said as her fingers resumed their path over your brow.

You hummed happily your eyelids growing heavy once more.  “Tell me about when you first were interested in me.”

She laughed softly.  “Oh, that’s easy.  Tony and I had been broken up for a few weeks.  I decided to go out with some friends to drink.  I really needed to drink.  We went to a club instead of just a bar.  I think my friends thought I could just find someone to take home and clear my pallet of him.  I didn’t want to do that.  I didn’t think I was ready for that.  I’d invested a lot in the relationship with him and I was still just really hurting.  I first saw you dancing with a few other girls.  Not sexual, just enjoying yourselves…”

“Well, that’s because those were my friends.”  You interrupted.

She chuckled.  “I know, I remember.”  She said poking you in the stomach.  “You seemed so happy compared to how I felt.  I remember thinking it would be nice to even just touch on that.”

“Aww… but you turned me down that night.”  You said.

“Mm-hmm…”  Pepper hummed.  “That was the moment.  I was at the bar alone while my friend’s danced.  Just nursing a drink.  You came up beside me and while you tried to get the bartender’s attention we talked.  It was flirty but not pushy.  You said I looked sad and asked if I wanted to come dance with you and your friends.  Not just you.  You weren’t trying to make me feel uncomfortable.  You just wanted me not to be alone.”

“Well you did look very sad, Pep.  I don’t think you would have let that woman be sad alone.”

“I was very sad.  My heart was broken.”  She said and kissed your brow.  “When I said no, that I just wanted to drink.  You asked me if I wanted to talk about it.  I said it was a boring story.  It was just about a boy.  So you said that I shouldn’t let people rush me and you paid for my drink and went back to your friends.  Right then I regretted saying no to you.  I was like; that is someone I wish I knew better.”

“Aww… Pepper.”  You said and leaned up and kissed her.  She cradled your head as her lips moved against yours.  Your tongue flicks out and dances over the corner of her mouth.  You pulled back and tucked some of her hair behind her ear.   “Tell me when you knew I was the one.”

Pepper traced a finger from your brow and along your cheek.  “That’s a little harder.  It’s been gradual.  But I guess it was the day you met Tony?”

You raised your eyebrows.  “What?  Why?”

“Well, he’s my ex and he’s rich and famous.  And he dominates conversations.  And he is Iron Man.”  She said.  “I could see so many potential ways that could have gone.  Jealousy.  Possessiveness.  You could have been intimidated by him.  You could have just been straight up nasty to him.  Starstruck.  Shy.   But you weren’t any of those things.  You trusted that we were still friends and that I could handle myself.  You held your own.  You were nice to him.  You didn’t poke at the open wound that is him seeing that I moved on.  You are so kind.  I knew then that if I could pick any traits for a partner it was someone who trusted me and is kind and that is you.   That’s when I knew.”

You smiled and settled back on her lap.  “I love you, Pepper.”

She hummed and booped your nose.  “I love you too, honey.  We should go to bed.  You look like you’re trying to fight off going to sleep.”

You yawned and nodded your head.  “I just like listening to you.”

Pepper leaned down and kissed you softly.  “You know what?  I love being heard.”