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[melanoradrood]

Droid Appreciation Week ♡ Day 2: Favorite Relationship ♡ C-3PO and R2-D2

requested by @ibonekoen bonus:

[imsfire2]

K-2SO exploring his freedom

New one-shot on AO3: Durasteel.

K-2 accompanied Cassian and Jyn on their first shore leave since the end of the war, but sometimes they spend the day doing things he can’t take part in; so he’s at a loose end when he notices an engraver’s workshop...

This was inspired by a wonderful piece of fan art I saw a few months ago and now can’t find again.  If anyone knows the piece (it shows almost exactly the scene this story describes), please hit me up so I can credit the artist for inspiring me!

[thegiddyowl]

Generation 2.2

For Droid Week, Day 7 free day/emotion.

Content warning for pregnancy! This is a seed of an idea I’ll work on further but I wanted to post it now.

“Son of a--” Jyn started, but the elderly woman had already disappeared into the crowded marketplace. “Probably going off to buy a lottery ticket.”

K-2SO had caught sight of her and had her image burned into his memory in case they crossed paths again.

“I still don’t understand how touching the stomach of a pregnant woman brings one luck,” K-2 grumbled. 

“Me neither. Cultural thing, but a lot of cultures are like that,” Jyn sighed, her hands spread over her extended belly. Five months pregnant and she couldn’t bear to wear pants anymore, but she wasn’t disappointed with the dusk blue dress she wore that covered her swollen ankles.  

“Should you rest?”

“That’s probably a good idea.”

They found a bench just on the outskirts of the marketplace, right in front of a dentist’s office. This town, P’lur, was one of the larger towns in Takodana, with such novelties like a hospital, two banks, and two-story buildings.  She sometimes entertained the idea of moving to a larger town, but then when she was greeted by the noise and the smell of P’lur and was content with the little village they settled down in.

“Sit down with me,” Jyn said when she realized that K-2 was still standing up, the three bags of groceries in his hand. “I need a shoulder to lean on.”

Surprisingly, he did as she asked with one sarcastic snip, and she leaned her cheek on the warm metal shoulder, now painted with the insignia of the New Republic. She closed her eyes, bile bubbling up her throat until she swallowed several times for it to go back down.

“Do you need hydration?” K-2 asked, and she could practically feel him scanning every inch of her.

“No, I’m fine.”

Jyn swallowed once more to cool the burning in her throat. It wasn’t that she would mind having a drink, but she didn’t know if it would make her symptoms worse. This pregnancy was the absolute opposite of Belén’s, announcing itself by making her throw up everything in her system until she was rushed to a hospital to replenish her fluids. For three months she could barely keep much down without throwing it back up again, and somehow she kept getting bigger. The nausea was mostly gone, but then there was the fatigue and the muscle aches and people touching her damn stomach and giving her advice she didn’t ask for and she almost wished that she didn’t know she was pregnant again until she gave birth.

“I’ve made my decision,” K-2 announced.

Jyn snapped awake and mumbled, “You what?”

“I’ve made my decision. I will leave Intelligence and stay here with you and Cassian.”

Jyn blinked the gunk out of her eyes and looked up at him. “Wait, what? Why? I know Cassian didn’t ask you to--”

“He didn’t, but seeing the amount of stress this pregnancy has brought to you both is painful to witness. I can’t imagine how you will function when the baby is born.”

Jyn opened her mouth to argue, but all that came out was, “I don’t know either.”

A different kind of burning rose up and stung her eyes. She was still waiting to pass the twenty-five week date so she could know that her body was capable of carrying a child that long, but then there would be the birth itself, and the doctor’s visits, and Belén still needed to be taken care of--

“I can run some statistics by you if that will help calm you down,” Kay offered.

She pinched her lips together, shut her eyes, and shook her head. “No, I...I just want to be done with this pregnancy.”

“It does sound like a terrible chore. I’d never do it myself if I were an organic.”

“After this one I’m definitely not.” Her belly gurgled, and she rubbed circles around her belly button. “Wouldn’t that be something, though, if droids could be surrogate parents?”

“There’s research into it, but it brings up too many uncomfortable concerns for organics. For example, if we learn how to carry life, it will only be a matter of time before we learn how to create life, and organics will have to treat us as the sentients we are.”

Jyn squeezed her belly, her throat tightening as she looked up into the bright, white, scouring stare of the droid who had been forced to repaint his chassis when he agreed to continue working with Intelligence. She thought that she had always treated Kay decently enough, but when she thought of her off the cuff comment born of her own discomfort, her cheeks burned with embarrassment.

Kay continued, “That is thinking optimistically, of course. We’ll probably just have our bellies rubbed for good luck.”

To be continued on a different day

[riderunlove]

Down for Repairs

Kay didn’t understand what was taking so long. When he tried to go into the medbay to check on his friend, the 2-1B’s denied him entrance. His programming suggested multiple ways he could disable the medical droids, but the probability that would cause further problems was unacceptably high. Without Cassian to stand up for him, the rebellion may try to bolt or disable him if he presented a threat. Uncertain how to proceed, Kay had gone to the droid repair bay to perform the minor repairs he needed. He also cleaned the blood off of his chassy as it was causing the organics and the protocol droids to look at him strangely. The repairs had taken longer without Cassian to provide assistance, but were still done in short order.

Next he went to the hangar to grab Cassian’s datapad from the Uwing. He could add notes while he waited. Surely it would be just a little bit longer. Kay headed to the medbay again, sure that Cassian would be ready to leave now. Colonel Draven caught him in the hallway. Kay was not good at organic facial expressions but knew the one the colonel was wearing was both abnormal for him and negative. He flagged it to ask Cassian later. “Droid, I let Andor keep you because you were supposed to protect him. Now I see you can’t even do that,” the colonel looked exhausted. “Just get out of my sight.” Draven stormed away and Kay’s internal processor was reeling. Weeks, how could repairs possibly take weeks? Did he need a whole new body?

This time, he was going to get into the medbay, even if he had to break in. Fortunately, the 2-1B’s didn’t stop him this time and he found Cassian rather quickly. Kay searched his memory banks for any information he had on humanoid organics and their healing processes. Cassian looked no better than before. Kay had radioed ahead to report a medical emergency and the team had taken his friend away and left him behind. Kay assumed he would be better. His optics flickered as he carefully noted the bandages and lines and tubes. The bleeding had stopped so that was better, but Cassian was very still and his skin had a greyish undertone. This would not do at all. Kay needed to, needed to what. He had no medical programming, no understanding and with Cassian unconscious no one to even talk to. He was alone. If he left Cassian would be alone, and that was not acceptable. So he settled in to wait, there was a charging port nearby and ran calculations on how to best increase his friend’s safety.

[droid-appreciation-week]

Droid Appreciation Week!

During the week of August 5th - August 11th, we will be appreciating the mechanical beings with artificial intelligence that are often unappreciated by their organic counterparts: droids! Droids of all kinds are welcome here, regardless of alliances.

Each day will have a dedicated prompt that can be fulfilled through fic, art, meta, gif sets, or wherever your creativity takes you. 

Day 1: Do Droids Dream of Electric Banthas?

Favorite Droid / Prompt: Free Will and Agency 

Day 2: Digital Love**

Favorite Relationship / Prompt: Love

Day 3: Human After All

Favorite Quote / Prompt: Human AU

Day 4: Die Robeter

Favorite Headcanon / Prompt: Soldier

Day 5: Ghost in the Chassis 

Favorite Design / Prompt: Repairs

Day 6:  Robot Rock

Theme Songs for Droids / Prompt: Vacation

Day 7: I, Droid

Free Day / Prompt: Emotion

**This theme encompasses all relationships- friendships, romance, familial, you name it! If you want to ship a droid with a character, you’re more than welcome to.

We’re really glad to hear all the interest in Droid Appreciation Week! Please follow for more information as we put it together and more droid content (always tagged #droidweek), and feel free to ask us anything!

[cynical-harlequin]

Written for Day 2 “Digital Love” of Droid Appreciation Week

Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Cassian Andor/K-2SO Additional Tags: Robot/Human Relationships, Established Relationship, Fade to Black, Robot Sex, Wire Play, Relationship Study, Sensuality, Tenderness

Summary: Cassian is helping K-2SO out with repairs and things take a turn for the heated.

[unbreykmyheart]

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

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Solo: A Star Wars Story (2018) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Lando Calrissian/L3-37, Lando Calrissian & L3-37 Characters: Lando Calrissian, L3-37 (Star Wars) Additional Tags: One Shot, Lando's capes, Short & Sweet, Droid Week 2018 Summary:

One shot. Just some tenderness and fluff between Lando and L3-37. Written for Day 2 of Droid Week 2018: Digital Love

[melanoradrood]

Droid Appreciation Week ♡ Day 1: Favorite Droid ♡ Sass King Murder Droid K-2SO