The cheers and applause from Red's audience were deafening, drowning out all other sounds around Auden, and coaxing back a memory from his fighting days that he would rather forget. (Pre-canon, one-shot.)

A "special occasion" turns out to be a special person, and a clear indicator of where Sybil stands in Red's life. Sequel to "Let the Rain Fall".

Red has usually been forthcoming with Sybil, but a period of relative reticence leaves Sybil feeling left out of her life – a feeling that only intensifies when she meets Red's new bodyguard.

Sybil tries to make Royce presentable for a Cloudbank function, but he is not particularly cooperative.

"I love people!" Generally, Sybil stays true to the statement in her OVC profile, but if anyone can challenge that, it's Royce Bracket.

Sybil's gift is less-than-enthusiastically received.

She had little need of the Bracket Towers break room for its intended purpose, but she did need the privacy it offered, the quiet, the shelter from his gaze. The space to break down.

A rainy-night stroll leads to another juncture in their relationship. Pre-canon, one-shot, fluff.

[ Subject: Transistor ] [ Trace Observed: Help() ] [ Filename: Y-r L-ttl- T-m- ] Every interaction Sybil had with Red was a cooling, soothing, gray-clouded mist in the exhausting and sweltering heat of the same, of the ordinary, of the mundane. Obsessed? Procedurally-generated heavens above, yes.

Red and the man she loves are trapped in the Country. Royce Bracket and the rest of the Camerata are there, and they are obsessed with returning to Cloudbank by any means necessary-even if it means destroying Red. Red and the man soon find themselves fighting for their lives in more ways than one.

"… Et vous êtes ?" "Son garde du corps." Silence. Sybil fronce les sourcils. Le mensonge lui a échappé sans qu'il y ait réfléchi, sans qu'il en ait parlé à Red auparavant.

How can a story change your life?

It's his birthday and his favorite weather is pouring down and his favorite redhead is singing. Pre-canon, pre-relationship Red/Subject

Since his interview with Cloudbank prestigious administrator, Asher can't get him out of his head. Pre-canon, pre-relationship Asher/Grant

A renegade Process has betrayed its owners and seeks revenge on the 'Hackours,' a secret society of hackers from Cloudbank, which misappropriated its powers for selfish purposes. Teaming up with a zany cast of humans is the only way to survive. But will they also betray him? Who can be trusted? From the cities and into the country, this is their story. Contains comedic elements.

Red walks into the Empty Set, looking for the three people who murdered a man and tried doing the same to her, and finds someone else entirely. And then it gets worse.

Just another battle

Sybil giggled. There it was, the crack in her facade. This woman was even more adorable when she was flustered, too. This was definitely going to be fun. A retelling of the events leading up to the game from Sybil's POV. Red/Sybil, Red/Boxer, Asher/Grant, with a little Sybil/Royce. (EDIT: The formatting issue in Chapter 2 has been fixed!)

The last intimate moments of the songstress and her boxer before fate tears them apart.

Their city has grown terribly, achingly empty. (written for Transistor Week Day 5: City)

Vignettes of Red and [John]'s quietly blossoming relationship from when they first met to when they met again in the Country. Complete.

"I'd kill for her voice. I had killed for her voice. And I'd do it again…" Sybil can't live without Red. Complete.

Sybil used to believe that this world didn't hold anything of value. That it was simply a failed canvas waiting to be turned over for a fresh start. But sometimes a single moment can change your perspective. A look into the life of Sybil as she discovered her muse. Set pre-game, (Sybil/Red, Femslash, Yuri etc, one-shot)

He knew from the moment he laid eyes on her that she was different. But how could he, a street fighter, ever hope to get her attention?

Some RedxBoxer drabbles.