#John looks like a Spellcaster despite not being a spellcaster

[twist-assist]

When I first thought of doing the RPG MV parody I was thinking of making references to the Crack Fantasy AU (and by that I mean I was going to put everyone in fantasy outfits) but I realized it probably wouldn’t make much sense if it was about my Shepards and they were in fantasy outfits, so I scrapped the idea

But because I already know what John and Jane’s outfits look like I ended up drawing them anyway so lol here they are

[your-local-trash-wizard]

Now, this is a VERY interesting subject for someone who loves the character AND the game! 🤩

I will attempt to make an informed choice based on what we know about Constantine and how well the DnD classes mechanically works with him. (Be aware that this is my personal opinion based on the Hellblazer comics and other iterations of the character, and I'm using DnD 5e when looking at the classes).

BARD🎸 It's fun to associate John with this class thanks to his past as a member of the band Mucous Membrane, and bards are notorious in DnD for being chaotic or unconventional casters, which fits John's character. I would however not chose this class for him because despite his past, John doesn't actually USE music (or anything adjacent to it) in his magic.

WARLOCK😈 I see that this opinion is popular, and I can see why! First off, the word "Warlock" has canonically been used to describe John (especially in DC's Legends of Tomorrow). And in Dungeons & Dragons it's common for warlocks to make dubious deals with Demons or Devils, which our lovable Johnny con-job is famous for. That being said, a warlock's very definition is that you get your magic by making a pact with a Patreon. John's magic doesn't come from an otherworldly entity. He has magic with or without someone else’s influence, which is by definition NOT possible for a warlock in DnD.

SORCERER🔮 Okay, NOW it's getting trickier! A sorcerer in DnD is a caster that is born with innate magical capabilities (like from a bloodline) and is naturally gifted in the field of witchcraft. This fits Constantine pretty well, considering that the comics specifically mentions that he is a descendant of the Laughing Magician bloodline (which were magic-users that was said to outwit gods and devils alike). DnD Sorcerers also have a feature called "sorcery points", which allow them to use spells in a different way than intended, such as increasing the range, doubling its strength or even avoid using spell components. This is consistent with John's ability to use magic in unexpected ways, like not using the exact requirements in a spell or making a spell act differently than it was meant. This class is not a perfect fit, but definitely a strong one!

WIZARD📚 This class is associated with casters that learn magic by studying the craft extensively and utilizes spell books to perform various arcane wonders. And the most consistent thing with John Constantine's magic is that he studies it. Also, he is repeatedly described as someone who "rather rely on his wits than magic", and wizards' spellcasting modifier happens to be intelligence. He reads ancient texts, he copies runes and spell circles, he is an occult nerd that knows so much about the esoteric laws that he can break them if it suits him. A sorcerer is stuck with using a limited number of spells, while a wizard has a truckload that they can switch out every morning depending on the situation. Which makes sense for John when you think about all the super situational magical solutions he can dish out if given enough time and preparation. Top him off with a few cantrips that he can cast at will (like Produce Flame and Friends) and we have a pretty believable John Constantine 5th edition.

To summarize; I believe the most accurate categorization of John Constantine's magic would be an unholy multiclass between wizard and sorcerer, with maybe a quick dip in warlock to represent a fleeting bond with an infernal Patreon. But for this poll, I would pick wizard because it best highlights the character's relationship with magic and how we see him use it.

Some friends and I had a whole "argument" about what type of D&D style spellcaster John Constantine would be.

I personally said Warlock because the first story I read was Dangerous Habits, but my friends made excellent points for him being a Bard (his charisma and time as the frontman for Mucous Membrane), a Sorcerer (his natural magical talent) and Wizard (his vast studies).

I'm curious as to what everyone else thinks.

[anambersoul]

Dean Winchester for @aniraklova​ for The Bachelorette TV Show <3 <3 <3

Dean Michael Winchester | 32 yrs old | 183cm

Foodie | Bro | Family-oriented

Background

Born on January 24, 1988 in Willow Creek, Dean Winchester has lived a tough childhood when his mother, Mary, died of a deadly spell by an evil spellcaster named Azazel. Therefore, his father John, spent his whole life seeking revenge on that cold blood devil. John has trained/forced Dean to be a true hunter and survivalist so that they could find and punish all evil supernatural forces in Simworld as well as complete an ultimate mission: find Azazel. The way Dean was raised has made him become a man with quick wit, physical strengths, high pain tolerance, multiple weapon skills and master of torture. Those abilities sound just like the worst kind of man on earth a woman can marry, but actually Dean has used these “gifts” to protect his younger brother Sam from the evil. Dean acts like a guardian angel to Sam, and sometimes like a parent since the two little boys had to take care of each other as their dad used to disappear for weeks once the hunt began.

Despite having the characteristics of a true soldier, Dean is so warm at heart and also a family-oriented kind of man who care so much about his beloved ones. He’s always looking for a true family like many ‘ordinary’ families out there. Unfortunately, in spite of his burning desire, Dean’s never had a true love that he can keep. Due to the “family business”, he always has somewhere to go, some monster to slay and some life to save. Sometimes he sacrifices his life to save his brother and people he’s just met. Today in Oasis Springs, tomorrow in Strangerville. That’s the reasons why his romantic relationships can’t last longer than a couple of weeks, no ordinary woman finds it easy to accept such a man to be her Mr. Forever. Speaking of love, Dean is such a passionate lover and knows what the ladies need. His only weakness in love is that love makes him more irrational sometimes. When he has to choose between life and death, he’s willing to go extra miles to protect his loved one regardless of personal cost. In those kinds of situation, he seems to be blurred by love itself and finds it hard to see the big picture.

On the bright side, Dean calls himself ‘a professional prankster’, indeed, he’s quite mischievous and knows how to make people laugh with his jokes or pranks. Even his being piggy and hungry for food all the time, especially apple pie, makes him look more funny and playful.

I (my simself, as his best simfriend) always want Dean to find a woman of his life, rather than just running around and chasing things, so I tricked him into signing up for the bachelorette reality show. I told Dean that there is an angry spirit in lady Francisca Anheles’ villa and it’s up to no good. After he bought my story, he checked out the show’s rules and suddenly freezed when seeing Francisca’s photos. “Such a nice lady, that angry spirit does have a taste”, he joked and gave a silly laugh. And when he read her story about how she quit her dream job, he admitted, “An interesting woman indeed, maybe I can just forget about that washy spirit and take part in this show as a contestant.” (´ω｀*)

Some facts about Dean:

He’s a huge fan of classic rock and really enjoy singing along to the music while driving on the road

He’s loveees bacon cheese burger and apple pie

He’s allergic to cats

He’s a mechanic expert

He almost turned into a vampire but got cured just in time

He once turned into an old man by a spell

He once turned into a teenager by another spell

Private download please, thank you <3 <3 <3

Finally I made it yayyy, it took me 5 days in a row to complete this entry (￣ω￣) I tried to make a simself version of the real Dean Winchester aka Jensen Ackles in the Supernatural series for this challenge and sketched out a similar background story for him as well, I hope it doesn’t sound too weird for the sims  (・_・。)ゞ

Thank you my friend @minataphy for inviting me to join, her boy Chris is so cool as well, check him out here╰( ･ ᗜ ･ )╯and another big applause to @pinvalerie-hiddenplace​ for building this amazing ‘old town road’ lot for my photoshoot UwU thank you thank you （人´∀`*）

love, lemt

[vorefluff]

Jello

This story has the V.ore thing in it. And some foodplay but it’s just jello. Es a fluff story. Very safe.  1600-ish words

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John wanders out of his room, rubbing his eyes. Most the time it was fine, but sometimes losing the ability to focus on anything really bothered him. He used to be able to read for a solid ten or eleven hours straight, even skipping meals. Not that it was a good habit, of course. Now he was lucky to be able to read for even close to two hours at a time before his brain felt fried.

Coming down the hall, he notices something that makes him stop. 

“Is that blacklight?” he asks, bewildered. 

A little ‘mhmm’ of confirmation sounds from the dining room. Peeking over, John sees Raknu sitting at the table, munching on what looked like glowing goo. A normal lightbulb sits on the counter.

“Are we throwing a party or something? I’m pretty sure that’s against the rules.”

“No. I don’t think I ever would either. Parties seem… invasive, when hosted at your own home.”

“Then why…?” 

“I felt like it,” Raknu answers simply, taking another bite of… jello was that? Glowing green jello that looks rather radioactive. 

“What’s that?” John says, coming closer and gesturing to the back of Raknu’s hand, which had a big glowing spot on it. 

Raknu shrugs. 

“Can I have some of the glowey food stuff?”

“There’s a portion for you and Gryphon in the fridge.”

“Why didn’t you say that sooner?” John says, making a beeline for the fridge. 

“I was hoping you wouldn’t ask, so I could have it.”

John snorts and pulls out one of the two containers of the jello. He bumps the silverware drawer closed with his hip as he makes his way to the table to join Raknu. John considers the dish for a moment, then digs out a small spoonful to put into Raknu’s bowl. Raknu’s face lights up and he smiles, happy to see the little extra jello. 

If John’s being honest, he felt more like playing with the glowing green goo than actually eating it. The thought crosses his mind to spread it out on the table, shrink down, and pretend to die of radiation poisoning in the radioactive wasteland. 

Then again, it’s pretty dangerous being small-sized around Raknu. At least, that’s what the very intense dramatic emotional part of his brain says - that he’ll 100% get eaten with that jello if he shrinks down to play with it. Although logically, he knows that Raknu is much more of a gentleman than that and would have the decency to ask first and let him decline. 

John’s eyes drift to Raknu’s midsection. Eh. Better not risk it.

Raknu raises an eyebrow at him, catching where John is looking. “If you want to see, you just have to ask,” he says, putting a hand over his stomach.

“Nope. No thanks,” John says, tearing his gaze back to his jello and taking his first bite. “It’s really good. Did you put extra sugar in this?”

Raknu nods. John finds himself watching Raknu’s throat as he swallows. 

Nope, not thinking about that right now. Now is the time to eat jello. Or play with the jello. It looks fun to poke at and jiggle. Or enjoy the blacklight. It’s doubtful that it’s going to stay up for long, and it’s fun to play around with.  

The more he tries not to think about The Thing, the more it rudely shoves it’s way to the front of his mind. Reverse psychology? Ehhhh. Not gonna try it. Maybe just a focus shift instead of a complete change? He thinks of his own guts filled with the radioactive jello instead and snickers, finally able to eat the green treat in peace.

“Are you going to share the joke?” 

“Nope.”

Raknu shrugs and brings his empty bowl to the kitchen, washing it out and putting it on the drying rack. John gets an idea, and leaves a few bites of the stuff, heading to the kitchen with it to find a lid and put it back in the fridge. 

“Are you going to finish that?” Raknu asks, peeking at John’s bowl. 

“You’re not allowed to have it.”

Raknu sighs dramatically. As he leaves the kitchen, John catches Raknu licking the glowing spot on the back of his hand, which confuses him even more. 

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“Hey Blaze, would ya be willin’ to risk possibly maybe getting sick for a video?”

Blaze looks up at the spellcaster distrustfully. “Why?”

“Because I have an idea.”

“What idea?” 

“We have glow in the dark jello that lowkey looks radioactive and would make for a great aesthetic.” 

Blaze looks uncertain.

“Please?” 

He fidgets, looking elsewhere. 

“You don’t have to, that’s cool too.” 

“I… guess I could do it,” Blaze says, crossing his arms over his midsection. 

“Are you sure?” 

“Yeah, now go away before I change my mind.”

“That’s the whole point of staying to double check though. If you would change your mind then it’s not proper consent and I’d just be peer pressuring you into it which ain’t cool.”

Blaze grumbles. 

“What was that? I didn’t catch it.” 

“Go away and I won’t change my mind.” 

“Does that mean if I stay you will change your mind?”

“No! That’s not what I meant! I’ll do it! Now go away! Fuck off!” Blaze says, exasperated.  

John clasps his hands together and points at Blaze with both index fingers. “Now are you saying you’ll do it just to get me to go away or-”

“John I swear to the devil I will tear your face off.”

John snickers and holds up his hands. “Alright, alright, I’m going,” he says, backing out the door.

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Blaze pokes at the jello distrustfully, watching it jiggle in the blacklight. "It looks like it's going to possess me and melt me from the inside out."

A small John clambers over Blaze's hand and onto the jello. He digs out a small piece and munches on it. It's a bit disappointing, because even though it looks massive, the only little bit that he can fit in his mouth feels as small as a crumb. 

He drops the rest of his handful and stands up, his arms straight out in front of him like one of the undead in one of those horror movies. "Ohhhhhh nooooooo I've been possessed. I'm melllltinnnn- IPE-" John yelps, flailing as his foot breaks through the surface of the jello.

Blaze snickers and picks the little man up, carefully setting him aside. John shakes jello off his foot and glances up at the clock. 

"We should get started,"

"...Jello first?"

John nods. "Yup yup."

Blaze picks up the bowl and takes a bite, his face immediately screwing up with disgust. John watches his throat as he swallows. 

"Is that the face you make when you eat me?"

"No, that face is worse. You're gross."

"I'm offended. I should taste like Skittles."

"...Skittles?"

"Because I'm gay."

Blaze looks even more confused as he takes another large bite of jello.

John sighs. "Taste the rainbow?"

Finally Blaze's face lights up in understanding. "Oh! Gay!"

"There we go."

Blaze glowers as he eats the third and final bite of jello. John puts on his oxygen mask and waits for Blaze's hand. Blaze hesitates a moment before offering it, but as soon as it's there, John climbs on. It’s sorta fun, being this small. There’s definitely perks, like being able to be picked up and carried like a little bird. Probably best not to jump and try to fly though. Or be dropped. 

“Good to go?” Blaze asks.

“Yup yup.”

"Alright. Down the hatch, I guess," Blaze mumbles and sighs, opening his mouth for John.

The little spellworker climbs in with a practiced ease, still a bit wary of Blaze's teeth. John clicks on his blacklight flashlight, shining it around at the glowing residue. It sorta looks cool. Mostly weird though. Blaze swallows, pulling John's legs into his throat. Another one had him up to his shoulders, and with a third he was completely gone, pulled into the heartbeat-less flesh. Despite how many times they had done this, John still got distracted and fascinated by the sound of lungs and a few other internal organs working around them working around him. There were little bits of green leaving a trail down Blaze's throat.

John falls into the vampire's stomach. He snickers at hearing a little welcoming growl from around him while Blaze shifts uncomfortably. He muses about whether or not guts have a mind of their own, or whether it's just some subconscious thought. People talk to their stomach frequently as if it's a different person, or at least think the words even if they don't say it out loud. Like, 'I know you're hungry but settle down, we will have food in half an hour' or 'I just ate, why are you still growling at me'. If a stomach is a separate mind, then can someone reincarnated as one? Not another human, just the guts of a human. The idea is sorta funny to think about.

John leans into the walls heavily. It’s a habit he’s picked up recently, although he can’t tell if it’s supposed to be affectionate or just to annoy Blaze. 

He shines a blacklight on the area, looking at what he had to work with. The jello looked kinda like a bunch of semi-transparent glowing rocks on an alien planet. At least, they did when they weren't sliding and bouncing from the constant little movements from Blaze and his guts.  John pushes one of the jello chunks, sending it sliding across the flesh room.

He pulls his camera from one of his belt pouches. This might actually be cooler than he expected. Or at the very least, be more amusing than it had any right to be.