One former adventurer turned city guard winds up adopting a kitten, rescued from the aftermath of a dragon attack the dragonborn was not there to prevent. Unfortunately however, one crucial thing the guard didn't know is that the kittens of a regular cat and of the khajiit are almost completely indistinguishable when new-born. And the kitten they picked up was not one of the latter

It's 3 years before Cliffjumper comes barrelling into an energon mine, the first round of conflict on Earth between Decpeticons and Autobots having just come to an impasse. But even then, they know it will only last for so long and advantages must be gained now. Which is why Sierra, a member of a particular mining family, is about to meet a pretender.

In bad times, sometimes people think of better ones to cope. So in a very bad situation Pivot doesn't see any way out of, he finds himself thinking back to a very good one. (IDW continuity)

A war that lasted several millennia is finally at it's end and the time has come to start healing and rebuilding what was lost. And one vehicon is about to retrace steps they thought they never would again to, as humans would say: "extend an olive branch." Because many of the things said about these outliers hiding in the wastelands, could just as easily be said about them.

Garrus would come to carve the names of his Omega squad onto his visor, their initials serving as constant reminders to him for those he'd failed, serving as motivation to never fail like that again. But those names were not the first to be added to his visor.

"It's come to a point. Both lovers have immediate duties that they must attend to elsewhere, one in Antiva to deal with the Crows and another in Fereldan with their upcoming role as Warden-Commander. But despite that distance, the commitment they have to each other will still not waver. Not even slightly and not even for a moment." (Minor foul language)

"Hiding in a dark, damp cave, while the Crows search for you is not a desirable situation to be in. Especially a dark, damp cave near the self-proclaimed City of Chains. But it helps when you've got things to help motivate you, people to help motivate you, even when they're far, far away."

"Greetings from Antiva!" Without fail, the Warden-Commander's day is always brightened whenever they receive a letter starting with those words, those letters being the one way they can remain in touch with their love as even the sea itself separates them. But today, the letter they received carries a very unexpected message...a very significant, unexpected message.

All she wanted was to finish embroidering her pillow and for her child to grow up happy. Two, very simple things. But you can't always get everything that you want.

In the time since the Mother's death and the Warden-Commander's decision to spare him, the Messenger has been trying to live by their example, as a hooded figure traversing across Fereldan, trying to help those who were in need. Such as a little elven girl, living in the Denerim Alienage. A little elven girl...who lost her own mother in the Highever slaughter.

She was only supposed to be a farmer. But the woman had medical knowledge and with the death toll rising in the Fereldan Rebellion, she couldn't not put that skill to use to help those who needed it. Later that same woman would have a son, who would come to be known as Anders. A son who would never have been born were it not for the intervention of one elf in one violent battle.

No matter what other sort of genealogy you might have in there, humanity, for such a fragile species, somehow always seems to be able to take precedence. Such as to scanners on ships orbiting black holes that will send unknown beings up on an elevator. They're always just that little bit too human. Always. And more often than not that means it can be far too easy for them to die

Using the Immortality Gate, the Master turned almost the entire human populace into copies of him and while the 10th Doctor did all he could to put a stop to that, Gallifrey itself appeared in Earth's sky. Now the Twelth Doctor, guarding the vault and forced to live through a linear timeline must experience that exact scheme happening again.

Words, gossip shared between friends or whispers that were meant to be heard. All can wind up having a much more substantial impact on a person than was ever intended. And Anders has just heard something that he will never be able to forget, setting off his own whispers in his own mind.

Two different Potts women in two different times. Both visting very different burial grounds on very different planets for very different reasons.

Bill introduces her tutor to Netflix in the hopes of getting him more up to date on modern media, only for the endeavour to inevitably set off a chain of events.

Susan Foreman. Susan Campbell. Arkytior of House Pyrodian. She's had many names over the years and named more than one child herself. But names are of great importance to Gallifreyans, each one holding some form of significance and choosing one never gets any easier. So, sat on a park bench with a baby in her arms, one mother has a very important decision to make.

Having recently moved to England, Ms Potts decided to go out grocery shopping with her infant daughter. Nothing was particularly out of the ordinary, or any more difficult than what you would typically expect when trying to go shopping with a baby. That is, until Ms Potts realises that she's being followed.

A doctor has an oath, a duty of care to all of their patients. For Kix, most of these patients are his very own brothers. And in the darkness of Umbara that oath might just mean he has to do something he really doesn't want to have to do.