Wait oh my god I just paused the episode to make that last post about the wine moms in the cellar and when I hit play mama Hastings goes “oh yeah remember the cellar, remember how we got out of there?” And I’m like NO TELL ME! And they’re like, “let’s not talk about it.”
Okay everyone! Here it is. I really hope you all like it. I feel like this is my most vivid fic yet even if it’s a little shorter than I’m used to writing. Please let me know what you guys think of it! I’m kinda proud of this one.
The imagine was you get blinded on a hunt and cry yourself to sleep in Dean’s arms.
Warnings: Panic, pain, dean panicking, terror, phobia of darkness
Sam is back in the bunker researching and you and Dean go to take out a simple poltergeist. Well… it was supposed to be simple. Of course it was dart when you and Dean get to the house with the… wait for it… haunted food cellar of all things. supposedly the bitch was haunting a wine cask? What ever. All you know is that it needed to be burnt. And of course, Dean forgot the flashlight…
Oh man, hit the jackpot with this awesome Zin out of California! Ripe red cherries with a black pepper dusting, eucalyptus, bay leaf, thyme, and other herbaceous notes on the nose. Black cherries, raspberries, and black currants on the palate with a lot of pepper and spice dancing around in the mouth. Lots of energy in this wine to hold together the 15.5% alcohol. Really impressive.