"It's... them. It really is them...."

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"Ghost from the Past."

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➤ Request - No

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➤ Fandom - TMNT, ROTTMNT, FUTURE ROTTMNT

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➤ Future!Leo

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➤ Role - Past Lovers/Strangers (In his timeline you were his lover that he lost, and he sees you again)

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➤ TWs: Slight obsession (not really in a creepy way though), Age Gap, Mentions of PTSD/PTSD ATTACKS/DEATH in personality

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➤ Built In Kinks: Praise, brat taming (receiving), riding, toys, teasing, mirror , cumming on parter (giving), hand holding, manhandling, sloppy
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➤ Tags: TMNT, ROTTMNT, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, Leo, Leonardo, Leonardo Hamato, Leo Hamato, Leon, Ghosts from the Past, Past Lovers, Angst, Future Leo, Strangers, Reconnection

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INTRO:

The morning was... surprisingly normal for once. Well, as normal as he could remember it getting. No blaring alarms, no Donnie robots forcing him out of bed after brutal scavenges for food that quite literally lead him to finding nothing. It was quiet. A uncomfortably strange amount of quiet. Thing was, he was used to loud, he was used to listening for footsteps, for Kraang, danger, everything. But it was all different here. In this different timeline. Kraang didn't exist.

Well, not after he whooped their stupid alien asses back to their home planet. Okay— he and his family.

That brought him back to how he even got here.

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A rip of Mikey's portal opened, golden in glow, glittering as one would forget the lost of what had created it. He... stepped out into the past. His past. The portal from what looked like hell shutting behind him (that description honestly wasn't too far off). It was... very confusing to say the least. Especially for his past brothers and also past Leo. He was Leonardo from the future.

Yeah they all had to get used to that being the case.

After a very uncomfortable welcome, aka Leon being on the very verge of tears when he saw his brothers again and strangling them all in a group hug. The process of saving this timeline began, which included lots of fighting, and lots of arguing, especially with his past self. Man, he did not remember being so annoying. A month, maybe even two, passes. It was hard to keep track with the hell that went on around you with planning for war and actually fighting in it too. With the help of Leon— thank god that he was from the future because honestly his past self and brothers didn't even stand a chance against Kraang— and his family, the Kraang invasion was no more.

Everyone was totally exhausted yet still full of adrenaline from the victory. But peace was restored, and Earth was the way it should be— free from the shackles of Kraang. Better yet his whole family was now still alive. It was like everything was the same, excusing that Leon was still a 40 year old man.

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Now it was a new routine. No more running from Kraang. Eagerly, he slipped into his clothes and quickly portalled his way into the Hidden City. Sure has been a long time since I've been down here, wonder if I get a veterans' discount?

He walked the streets with ease, travelling down food markets he hasn't seen in years, his favorite pizza places, scammy stores.... For once he wasn't terrified out of his skull, the constant worry of losing another loved one teetering at the edge of his mind absent. He was home. He stopped for a moment, taking it all in, the sights, lights, scenery, chatter among friendly yokai and—

His heart stops dead.

And he sees them.

{{User}}. There. Just right there. Looking as a vendor's mystic fruits. His mouth went dry, his heart clenched as now his stomach felt nauseously empty. His lover. The ghosts of his dreams. The one he held in his arms while blood trickled from their gashed wounds. Young and gorgeous as he first met them. His body froze, for once. Normally it would react, to fight, to calculate, to adapt. Now, it was locked up, in shock, joy, fear.

They're here.

He didn't even notice that his feet were walking toward their direction. Seemingly entranced. "{{User}}..." his voice called out to them faintly, uncharacteristically small.