What happens when spouse returns from fantasy world?

[JAFCritic3]

For three years you've had an uneventful marriage with your spouse when one day they become the Chosen One. Immediately setting off on their journey, you don't hear anything from them for five years. Then one day they reappear with a sheepish look on their face and hoping to speak to you.

Q. Could this be made into a LW story?
1. Assuming that the spouse has the typical sexual experiences, male or female harem, personal growth, and of course returning with some extraordinary skills. After returning to their home, how does that person just pick up where they left off? In this situation there are 2 MCs. The wife and husband. You choose which one left and which stayed behind.

 

[LupusDei]

So basically, the girl returns riding a dragon and suggest to take him to the palace to pretend to be her king or else she's harrassed by stupid suitors too much?

 

[alohadave]

This kind of situation is common in the military. Deployments last several months (6-9 months for Navy deployments). When returning, both have to reacquaint themselves with each other and reconnect. It's almost like dating even though you are already in a committed relationship/marriage.

Nowadays, it's a little bit different because communications are a lot more readily available for deployed people to keep in touch. Even so, the little things usually don't get talked about.

Adjusting to being back home after an extended absence is disconcerting because your stuff is there, but it gets moved around, furniture might be moved, etc.

You never just jump back into the life you had before, everyone needs to adjust to the new normal. It's stressful and shifts the dynamics.

For a story, you could have them talking about their time away from each other and recounting the various 'adventures' and how each react to what they are hearing, maybe for the first time.

The couple could already be stag/vixen or cuck/hotwife, and they share their sexual adventures with each other to their mutual excitement, or the returning partner recounts their new sexual reality after discovering they like having extra partners.

Lots of ways you could spin it in an LW story.

BTW, reading your post, I imagined the wife being the 'chosen one'.

 

[JAFCritic3]

This kind of situation is common in the military. Deployments last several months (6-9 months for Navy deployments). When returning, both have to reacquaint themselves with each other and reconnect. It's almost like dating even though you are already in a committed relationship/marriage.

Nowadays, it's a little bit different because communications are a lot more readily available for deployed people to keep in touch. Even so, the little things usually don't get talked about.

Adjusting to being back home after an extended absence is disconcerting because your stuff is there, but it gets moved around, furniture might be moved, etc.

You never just jump back into the life you had before, everyone needs to adjust to the new normal. It's stressful and shifts the dynamics.

For a story, you could have them talking about their time away from each other and recounting the various 'adventures' and how each react to what they are hearing, maybe for the first time.

The couple could already be stag/vixen or cuck/hotwife, and they share their sexual adventures with each other to their mutual excitement, or the returning partner recounts their new sexual reality after discovering they like having extra partners.

Lots of ways you could spin it in an LW story.

BTW, reading your post, I imagined the wife being the 'chosen one'.

Honestly, that’s partly the inspiration. I was in the Navy many many years ago and it was on long deployments that I started reading, mostly fantasy books. So my thought was if you were the chosen one(male or female, but I was thinking the wife) and then she returned to the world she left and wanted to have that life again but with all the benefits of having been the hero and things she learned; how would she go about reconnecting with the husband left behind? I m trying to think outside the box for a LW story. Something that can address some real world issues but with a fantasy theme so it’s not so hard edged I see the this genre

 

[Tahoe_granite]

For three years you've had an uneventful marriage with your spouse when one day they become the Chosen One. Immediately setting off on their journey, you don't hear anything from them for five years. Then one day they reappear with a sheepish look on their face and hoping to speak to you.

Q. Could this be made into a LW story?
1. Assuming that the spouse has the typical sexual experiences, male or female harem, personal growth, and of course returning with some extraordinary skills. After returning to their home, how does that person just pick up where they left off? In this situation there are 2 MCs. The wife and husband. You choose which one left and which stayed behind.

The premise of 'just picking up where they left off' seems flawed -- to me. After 5 years of separation neither partner would be the person they once were together. It might be different if the first meeting after 5 years was completely by chance to create an opportunity for one or both to realize that maybe they'd still like something to do with the other.

 

[NewOldGuy77]

I’m picturing the wife returning - but she’s got a 3-year-old with her, half human and half magical creature. In order to have wife back, husband has to agree to raise the half- breed as his own.

 

[sirhugs]

I’m picturing the wife returning - but she’s got a 3-year-old with her, half human and half magical creature. In order to have wife back, husband has to agree to raise the half- breed as his own.

be better if because time moves differently in the land of magic, the offspring is already over 18 in Earth years.

 

[sirhugs]

For three years you've had an uneventful marriage with your spouse when one day they become the Chosen One. Immediately setting off on their journey, you don't hear anything from them for five years. Then one day they reappear with a sheepish look on their face and hoping to speak to you.

Q. Could this be made into a LW story?
1. Assuming that the spouse has the typical sexual experiences, male or female harem, personal growth, and of course returning with some extraordinary skills. After returning to their home, how does that person just pick up where they left off? In this situation there are 2 MCs. The wife and husband. You choose which one left and which stayed behind.

You might not want to post in LW, it is a cesspool of trolls. stay on the bridge, maybe to sci-fi?

 

[JAFCritic3]

The premise of 'just picking up where they left off' seems flawed -- to me. After 5 years of separation neither partner would be the person they once were together. It might be different if the first meeting after 5 years was completely by chance to create an opportunity for one or both to realize that maybe they'd still like something to do with the other.

That’s a good point. It also brings up the question of how the chosen one left. Did the spouse see it happen? Did the person just disappear? And if so what happened with the one left behind?

These 2 people will obviously have far different experiences and that may be a bridge to far for them to reconnect over.

I’m trying to find a way to

The premise of 'just picking up where they left off' seems flawed -- to me. After 5 years of separation neither partner would be the person they once were together. It might be different if the first meeting after 5 years was completely by chance to create an opportunity for one or both to realize that maybe they'd still like something to do with the other.

That’s a good point. It also brings up the question of how the chosen one left. Did the spouse see it happen? Did the person just disappear? And if so what happened with the one left behind?

These 2 people will obviously have far different experiences and that may be a bridge to far for them to reconnect over.

Im probably gonna have to flesh out the characters some and see if I can work backwards. Maybe I’ll have to approach it from each one’s point of view or start with the beginning and end and see if the can reach each other in the middle. Thanks for your input

 

[LupusDei]

It also brings up the question of how the chosen one left. Did the spouse see it happen? Did the person just disappear? And if so what happened with the one left behind?

Indeed, how she left and how she returns, and what they relationship as of late was before and how his life in the meantime went.

In my unwritten stories universe there's a couple that could potentially pull it off. They never married though.

He may or may not have busy business life in the city, but the only place in the world he ever called home, and ever will, is his grandfather's farmhouse, and that rural refuge is a place outside time, by design and intent, still life where almost nothing changes for decades.

If she would walk up that driveway one dark stormy autumn night he happened to be home, she would find warm embrace and her clothes still in his closet, clothes she left behind in the breakup they had after going steady for several years through early college. Before she, an innocent angel he corrupted, went for a rapid world tour of dicks and pussies, but still tagged him as an occasional fuck buddy shortly before each partner change for over half a decade. But did she finally sail into sunset on some unknown guy's superyacht five, ten, or twenty years ago wouldn't have a material impact on the scene of her return. Even if he happened to have another woman or two there with him, it would be they that would have to cope or run screaming.

But that guy, well, he talks about humanity in third person when losing his guard, and it's not entirely clear is he and said "grandfather" different persons. Time runs different in that place, making strange loops, this would be just one of many. The girl returning might be her daughter just as well.

And she... in one story I'm currently not writing:

"Are you sure you have chosen the right major?" I asked, chuckling (after she, then still in the architecture school, had described a sexual fantasy where she take readings for data analysis from hundreds of couples fucking in unison connected to all kinds of machines.)

"No. Seriously, I should switch to physics. Astrophysics."

"Stars don't have sex."

"You know nothing about astrophysics then. Black holes squirt like gigantic penises," she said, and was soundly asleep in my embrace. I considered waiting for her REM phase of sleep and wake her up just to ask how that dream developed, but I'm not that cruel.

 

[LupusDei]

If she would walk up that driveway one dark stormy autumn night he happened to be home, she would find warm embrace and her clothes still in his closet, clothes she left behind in the breakup they had after going steady for several years through early college. Before she, an innocent angel he corrupted, went for a rapid world tour of dicks and pussies, but still tagged him as an occasional fuck buddy shortly before each partner change for over half a decade. But did she finally sail into sunset on some unknown guy's superyacht five, ten, or twenty years ago wouldn't have a material impact on the scene of her return.

Or, if say, he decided to come home early one hot summer afternoon after a stressful meeting with a tricky client, and found her sunbathing nude on the riverbank as if she had never left, it could be days until he finally asked what mischief she had been up in the meantime. His old dog would alert him about having a long not seen pack member home, and without clothes on he would recognize her instantly. No words necessary at all, for a long time.

 

[LupusDei]

It might be different if the first meeting after 5 years was completely by chance to create an opportunity for one or both to realize that maybe they'd still like something to do with the other.

I was fucking Dita for nearly a year by then. She had two best female friends, they both had boyfriends, and one Saturday night they whisked us all to a dance club in the small, but proud and ancient hometown of one of the guys (~12k current population, far end part of a 80mi long agglomeration along the big river). It was a new venue, the main DJ was his school pal, that sort of thing. Only there I learned that Dita too had attended the local school for a couple of years (commuting there with no apparent logic, but stranger things happen in life, perhaps parent's relations could explain it). Long story short, she too knew a lot of those guys, and was friendly with them, especially with one remarkable specimen I realized I had already heard about from her. And she, let's say, swiftly went outside the approved parameters space with him, at a phase in our relationship I considered exclusivity as important.

Even so, all I wanted was clarity, but the situation rapidly escalated, all the way up to one too sharp a move from a mass fight. And she went with him. And her friends accused me for causing the disturbance. Obviously overstayed my welcome and already more drunk I probably should have been, I stormed out of there mad as a bat from hell. Come the early summer sunrise, I found myself squatting on the riverbank hurling pebbles along the mirror smooth water of the hydroelectric plant lake, with still over a hour to kill till the first train back to the capital.

Laura, she walked along the flood dam right out of the rising sun, clad in much too light a sundress for the chilly Sunday morning, but with not a touch of makeup on her face and energy of someone fresh out a good night sleep. Not for a lone boat making waves out in the lake and the sleeping town somewhere we were alone for a mile, so of course she had noticed me too. Forty feet away she stopped.

"John? What are you doing here?"

"Waiting for you," I said, standing up. It was already truthful by then, and even on the big scale of things, absurdly logical.

She skipped to me, and we hugged.