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Written by Arariel(Asterous) with Artwork by Draven.

Title: Pathos

Release Date on AO3: July 3rd 2020

Relationships: AOS Kirk/Spock, background Amanda/Sarek Stonn/T’Pring

Summary: 

Jim Kirk was used to having what Bones called the worst possible luck in the whole damn universe, kid. This, however, was something that not even Kirk luck could account for. 

Spock had never been one to dwell on things as unreliable as feelings, having been raised since birth to favour his Vulcan side over his unbalanced human half, but for the first time in his existence, he wondered if it truly would be so appalling to allow himself to fall to them.

Universe: AOS Star Trek, it borrows elements from Kimi No Na Wa(Your Name)

Rating: Teen audiences and up. NO Major Warnings Apply

Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Bodyswap

Excerpt: 

“This is it,” Jim thought, staring at his reflection in the mirror. The moment that Bones had been anticipating since the day they had met aboard the shuttle. The moment his sanity had finally decided that it was done with constantly being unappreciated and left for good, in search of someone who did not take them for granted.

It had taken every ounce of his, admittedly scarce, self-control to not let a horrified scream pierce the air when a stranger’s face greeted Jim in the mirror. Gone were the familiar blue eyes and blonde hair that had helped him flirt his way out of trouble more times than he cared to count. They had been replaced by what, based on the eyebrows and the characteristic pointy ears, appeared to be a Vulcan one. It looked fairly young, around his own age, but you could never be certain with Vulcans. Black hair cut in a bowl cut and brown eyes that were startlingly human. Or maybe that was just his overwhelmed mind projecting, trying to find something familiar to grasp onto amidst this surreal experience.

Going back to the unknown room where he had woken into, Jim tried to find any clues that led to any insight as to how he had ended up in another body, but the search yielded little results. There was a bookshelf brimming with books, most of which were written in what appeared to be Vulcan, with very few of them in Standard. The rest of the room was occupied by a spartan desk and a closet filled with sturdy, dark clothing, which made sense considering the coldness that characterised the planet. A trait malicious tongues claimed its inhabitants had inherited.

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