Kathryn. 25. Australian. Coffee Fiend.
Here’s a headcanon for you. Free of charge.
Daniel was named after his grandfather.
![Your eyes are now opened. Help Desmond Miles. - Breaking the loop. [x]
It was only a brief moment, but as Sixteen lifted him off the island and into reality, Desmond saw it all.
Through the lush gardens Clay made and the wooden floorboard remnants of his father, Desmond trespassed on his unlikely friend’s memories and saw everything.
Waiting for a moment alone, he had so many questions for his own father. Questions about Lucy, The Order’s operations and William’s role as the mentor. But first, he had to know.
“Who’s looking after Harold?”
/dumb headcanon](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m0byi1lkfZ1qij5ano1_500.gif)
Your eyes are now opened. Help Desmond Miles.
- Breaking the loop. [x]
It was only a brief moment, but as Sixteen lifted him off the island and into reality, Desmond saw it all.
Through the lush gardens Clay made and the wooden floorboard remnants of his father, Desmond trespassed on his unlikely friend’s memories and saw everything.
Waiting for a moment alone, he had so many questions for his own father. Questions about Lucy, The Order’s operations and William’s role as the mentor. But first, he had to know.
“Who’s looking after Harold?”
/dumb headcanon
![Safe from pain and truth and choice. Pet - A Perfect Circle [x]
Long after his time in the Animus had finished, Desmond still kept dreaming. Not of his ancestor’s memories, but of his own. Each night he’d slowly play through old conversations of lizardmen, motorcycles and words of reassurance. When eventually he came to his encounter with the piece of Eden, he never woke up.
But it was okay. There, far away in his own black room, Lucy never was a Templar.
/postgame headcanon WHY DID I WRITE THIS HORRIBLE WHY FFFFFFfsjhfs](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lza1hlTsv71qij5ano1_500.jpg)
Safe from pain and truth and choice.
Pet - A Perfect Circle [x]
Long after his time in the Animus had finished, Desmond still kept dreaming. Not of his ancestor’s memories, but of his own. Each night he’d slowly play through old conversations of lizardmen, motorcycles and words of reassurance. When eventually he came to his encounter with the piece of Eden, he never woke up.
But it was okay. There, far away in his own black room, Lucy never was a Templar.
/postgame headcanon WHY DID I WRITE THIS HORRIBLE WHY FFFFFFfsjhfs
![When we get there you do not have to be afraid.
Down to the Cemetery - Kid Sam [x]
Shaun had always felt that he couldn’t do enough for Lucy and the cell compared to the others. But, he could give her a funeral. One with a service in a place he knew Lucy would love.
There was a part of him that was glad neither Desmond or Rebecca could see him grieve his dear friend’s death.
He had never cried so much in his life.
/More headcanon (pretty much identical to this one. Great minds eh?)
[I know I just posted this one, but I just wanted to test something out. Sorry :C]](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwgscjwplN1qij5ano1_500.jpg)
When we get there you do not have to be afraid.
Down to the Cemetery - Kid Sam [x]
Shaun had always felt that he couldn’t do enough for Lucy and the cell compared to the others. But, he could give her a funeral. One with a service in a place he knew Lucy would love.
There was a part of him that was glad neither Desmond or Rebecca could see him grieve his dear friend’s death.
He had never cried so much in his life.
/More headcanon (pretty much identical to this one. Great minds eh?)
[I know I just posted this one, but I just wanted to test something out. Sorry :C]
