Supernatural and other things

28/female/love SPN & Cockles

[ackleslove]

Okay. So, I started watching the old Doctor Who series from 1963. Cause just watching the new one wasn't giving me full satisfaction. (I kind of have an OCD for this kind of stuff, watching or reading anything from the start. I wanted to know how it all started.)

And I have to say I love it ! I'm currently on season 15 in the era of the Fourth Doctor. No doubt, there were some stories which were a little boring. But for a show that's so old, I'm liking it better than i expected. And I love Leela's character. Her instinct to kill anything that moves is outstanding 😄

[cupcakesandtv]

Absolutely a sucker for the “ARE YOU HURT” once over. The wandering hands, frantically checking for blood or pain just SOMETHING. ABSOLUTELY TERRIFIED of what they might find while searching. The panicked look on the face of the person doing the checking, the glossy, confused “I’m fine” from the person being checked. HOO BOY just inject that shit right into my veins

[delicatestones]

Throw some "it doesn't matter, what about you?" in there, mmm, the battered and bloody mangled figure weakly trying to reciprocate? The hands coming up (shaking and exhausted) to touch the searcher's face? The intimacy of reciprocal concern? The huddling together in tenderness in a world capable of such violence and harm?

[ackleslove]

I love that usually Dean-Cas hugs are initiated by Cas most of the times, but in purgatory it's actually Dean who initiates the hugs on finding Cas both times.

[jennsens]

[ackleslove]

Beautiful Jensen ❤️❤️

[spnsmile]

The boys (x)

[uncreative-user-name]

This aged even better than I thought it could.

[greenpugmire]

Rebloging again, for reasons.

[spnsmile]

Reasons

[lordgolden]

you're in a room with the love of your life and every time you get butterflies you're afraid you might die

[lordgolden]

you watch your son smile and think... that's it. my time is up

[lordgolden]

#you're in the place where the man you love first touched you with affection and he's lost #he's on his knees in the dirt praying love and forgiveness and you hold on tight to the tree at your back thinking what if this is it #but it's not and when he finds you that love is written on his face...he wants to tell you #he wants to finally put a name to this thing you've never allowed yourselves to have and you can't let him #you're too heartbroken at the desolate look on his face to believe your time is up now but the knowledge echoes through your being #with every step: #he loves you. he loves you. #he loves you and you still can't have him tags @darkshrimpemotions

[eddiemunsonsmiddlefingers]

Oh my God the deal is why it's the one thing he can't have. Not because he thinks Dean doesn't love him that way. Why have I only just put this together?? Holyshitholyshitholyshitholyshit-

[eddiemunsonsmiddlefingers]

Seriously I don't think I have the words to express how absolutely this changed my entire perspective on everything. Like this huge weight of grief that I had no choice but to just deal with got lifted off me and I'm able to actually enjoy my ship again. Thank you OP and tag writer I can't tag (irony). <3

[spnjohnlocked]

THE DEAL is why it’s the one thing he can’t have. Not because he thinks Dean doesn’t love him that way.

[inacatastrophicmind]

[mattmaesonnatural]

Misha Collins at Momento Con September 4th 2021 

[myaimistrue]

wrote this after seeing this post earlier today and having an emotional reaction in the tags. yeah i know

also available on ao3

Castiel stumbles out of the Empty and into the bunker mere moments before the portal snaps shut behind him.

His knees hit the hard concrete floor as he collapses to the ground, exhausted and aching. He’s covered in blood and sludge and sweat. He’s dirty. He’s confused. He’s human. 

And standing above him, holy and whole and alive, is Dean Winchester. 

It takes a moment, but it comes back to Castiel all at once. Dean ripped his way into the Empty and shook Castiel awake. He had smiled shakily and said I love you. He’d held Castiel’s face in his hands and said We’re going home. And he’d lead them both through to the portal, striking sure with his blade as Castiel struggled to keep on his feet, to not be left behind. And then they made it through. And then they escaped.

Castiel can feel the unyielding concrete floor digging painfully into his knees, and almost sobs in relief at all of it. He may be human, but he’s home. He’s home, and Dean is here. Dean, who loves him too.

“Oh, Jesus fucking Christ,” Dean says. It’s almost like a whimper, like a prayer. He goes to his knees in front of Castiel, and reaches out. Castiel relishes the feeling of Dean’s shaking hands on his shoulders, the way Dean drags his thumbs back and forth like he’s not sure this is real. “We did it,” Dean says. “You’re here. You’re really here.”

Castiel leans in. He doesn’t care to fight it anymore—and it seems he doesn’t have to. “You came for me,” he says.

“Of course I did,” Dean’s voice is almost violent in his conviction, and Castiel smiles tiredly at how familiar that is. “I’m always gonna come for you, dumbass. I love you.”

Hearing the words again is like the first time Castiel ever took a vessel, eons and eons ago: the strangeness of it, the novelty of seeing a world he knew well so differently, and the certainty that despite that, this was where Castiel was meant to be. The body was his, as close to a home as an angel can get.

Castiel understands, now, maybe for the first time, that he has a home, a real one, in Dean.

But still, there is lingering doubt. “Are you sure?” Castiel says. He knows what Dean will do for his loved ones. “Please, don’t say that if you think you have to. Please.”

Dean looks at him for a long moment, and Castiel notices for the first time that Dean is crying. Panicking and still not wholly in control of himself, Castiel reaches out to wipe them away; it’s a privilege he’s unused to, to touch Dean with this kind of tenderness. 

“I’m sure that I love you, Cas.” Dean’s voice is unbearably soft, impossibly loving. “It’s one of the only things I’ve ever been sure of.”

Something in Castiel is shifting, and he lets out a sound he doesn’t recognize. Oh, he thinks, I must be crying. I’m crying.

Dean doesn’t seem distressed by this, but he pulls Castiel close, the angle so that Castiel’s head falls against his chest, so that he can hear Dean’s heartbeat. Dean’s right hand, one that has wielded weapon after weapon, that has baked cakes and cooked meals, that has reached out to Castiel even when it seemed there was nothing left to reach for, comes up to rest gently on the back of Castiel’s head.

“You’re safe, Cas,” Dean says, his voice a low, soothing murmur above Castiel. “I brought you back home, and you’re safe. We all are. And I’m gonna keep you safe, no matter what, because when people love each other that’s what they do. They keep each other safe.” 

Castiel is holding tight to Dean’s jacket, and he’s probably going to leave a wet patch where he’s crying, and he doesn’t care. He can only focus on Dean, the things he’s saying, things Castiel has always wanted to hear. Something is sparking in his chest, something wonderful and bright and wanting.

Dean presses a kiss to the top of Castiel’s head. “We’re gonna get out of the bunker. You and me, we’re gonna find us a house and we’ll fix it up. It’ll have a garden for you, and a nice garage for me. We’ll have a window above the kitchen sink. We’ll do family dinners and shit like that, and it’s gonna be great.” Dean’s voice breaks, and Castiel feels his heartbeat, steady and present. “Because I got you back. I got you back, Cas, and I love you, and we can have this. We can have this.”

Castiel is still crying, the disbelief and the joy overwhelming. Dean has him, and he has Dean. They have each other. And he can sit here, listening to Dean whisper about the future they have ahead of them, and he can know that this is something he’s not going to ever lose again.

[incarnateirony]

You know, I have more respect now for the way Jensen and Misha handled the shitshow of the finale, given that straight up ranting against your coworkers on twitter is apparently an option and they chose not to take it. Imagine Misha publicly accusing execs of stabbing him in the back for cutting him from the finale. Not that it wouldn't have felt good in the moment, but seriously. They acted like adults and now they're thriving.

Ding ding

[khaleesiofthegreatdairystate]

Let's add Mark Shepard to the "acted like an adult" club. Andrew Dabb and Bobby Singer treated him fucking horribly and Mark didn't bitch about it on social media, either.

[luxshine]

Mark Shepard didn’t act like an adult. He acted like the fucking king he is. Not only he didn’t badmouth the production: He refused to let them bait us with a possible Crowley comeback.

[redwing]

bestie why ddi u say that :(

i think that instead of dean outright just asking cas if he meant his confession Romantically he’d just continuously try and pigeonhole the both of them into Prime Kissing Scenarios just to see if cas would. because, Okay, maybe cas didnt kiss him in the dungeon because of the Everything that was going on, but maybe, just maybe, now that he’s back, and theyre safe- he Would? he doesnt even think about if he WANTS cas to feel that way Romantically towards him, he just wants to give cas a chance, because maybe he didnt have enough time, then, but now- now he could kiss dean, and dean would let him. he’d let him. and it’d confirm to him that the confession WAS romantic, that cas is in fact, IN love with him- and he’d. he’d figure out the rest after. but for now, he picks more romantic movies during movie nights, he brings cas to low-lit bars and fancier, candle-lit restaurants. he slings an arm over his shoulder while theyre walking and he walks cas to his room every night. he lets his eyes wander downward, to cas’ lips, all the while willing cas to just fucking- grab him. and kiss him. to put him- to put the BOTH of them- out of their misery. i think cas would see dean doing all of This and think that dean’s just doing it out of obligation, because he THINKS that he needs to spend more time with cas- or give him more hugs- or cook him breakfast- because he feels indebted to him, because of COURSE the confession is a burden to him, no matter how many smiles or dinners he cooks for cas. i think that dean would definitely be nonstop fantasizing about cas kissing him- hard and slow, gentle and fast- at the kitchen table, on the couch, in the impala, right outside the diner. he’d think, Now. He’s gonna kiss me now. and he’d hold his breath, like he always does, and tries not to feel- disappointed? upset? when cas never does, when cas doesnt close the gap between them. he’s just- he’s just tryin’ to be a good friend, all right? he’s tryin’ to give his buddy an in. and cas is making it harder than it should be. i think eventually dean gets himself SO riled up that he just fucking kisses cas in the bunker’s hallway. i think sam moves out to eileen’s place by week 2 because he does NOT want to witness this.

[redwing]

i think that when dean DOES finally kiss him its abrupt and sudden and his nerves feel like theyre on fire and it happens when he’s walking cas back to his room- you know, like a good friend would- and cas is talking about flowers- or something, but its all noise to dean because all hes focused on is Cas and Fuck is he going to kiss me now and then FINALLY just Fuck it and he just fucking grabs cas by his ratty band shirt and plants one on him, because maybe cas was just too polite to make the first move- or whatever, and the least dean can do is help his buddy out. and for a split second its fucking perfect and amazing and he just thinks, Finally, but then he realises that cas isnt kissing back. and his eyes go wide and he lets cas go and cas just looks wrecked, fucking broken, and before dean can react or apologise or fucking do anything besides stand there and just gape at him, cas’ hands come up to where dean’s hands are still gripping onto his shirt and he just says. You dont have to do this. and its gentle and broken and its a bucket of cold water on dean because if he didnt know whether or not the confession was romantic before, he knows now. it isnt. cas isnt IN love with him. cas just loves him, because cas is his friend. because he’s family. and dean- dean just fucking KISSED him. and then dean stumbles back, the tendrils of a panic attack taking root within him as he mumbles out a feeble apology before beelining for his room, all the while thinking you kissed him you kissed him you fucking IDIOT he didnt mean it that way and you KISSED him. i think when cas feels dean’s lips on him he short circuits for a second, every instinct telling him to lean in before absolute sheer fucking guilt takes ahold of him because THIS is what he did to dean. his confession MADE dean think that he HAD to do this- that he’s obligated to give a piece of himself to cas because of it. and cas sees how dean looks- his brows furrowed, face flushed, eyes pinched shut, hands trembling where theyre bunched at his shirt- he just looks like he’s ready to snap, tension basically radiating off him, and cas is just fucking heartbroken because all he ever wanted was to let dean know he was loved, wholly and unconditionally- he was never meant to come back or live with the aftermath, he never wanted his confession to be about reciprocation- because OF COURSE dean would think thats what its all about. because dean thinks he has to give pieces of himself away to justify other people’s love for him. and cas did this. cas did this to him. i think he’d watch dean go, and he’d just stand there in that hallway for a long, long time.

[redwing]

i DO think that they’d spend some time just avoiding each other for awhile, the both of them assuming that’s what the other person wants because they Both think that they irrevocably fucked up The Friendship. and maybe the bunker’s a little too quiet these days especially without sam or eileen there to sooth over the tension between them, but its fine. its fine! but. there’s a problem- cas HAD been using dean as his personal chauffeur for the last couple of weeks, his truck finally breaking down beyond repair while he was out cold, but by then it didnt matter anyway, since dean seemed so gung-ho on spending time with him and taking him out everywhere. he figured he could hold off on getting a car for awhile- (in hindsight he thinks he was being selfish- taking advantage of dean’s kindness like that, wanting to spend as much time with him as possible) and thus, as another consequence of avoiding dean, cas finds himself stranded at the bunker. sam took the other car when he moved out, and cas DEFINITELY can’t ask to borrow baby- not now, anyway, with how they’ve- with how he’s made a mess of things. but, he still wants to go to the farmers market in town on saturdays, because he likes routine. and he prefers the tomatoes from there. i think cas spends a couple of weeks ducking out earlier than he used to in order to catch a bus to the market, arriving home later than he would had dean just driven him, but he figures that since sam is finally coming to visit next week he could just hold off on getting a car until sam’s able to drive him to the local dealership. it’s not like he minds much, anyways- being a millennia-old (ex) cosmic being, sometimes it’s nice just to sit and watch the world pass by in a dingy old bus (sometimes. other times, its crowded, and people won’t stop elbowing him in his stomach). it does, unfortunately, usually leave his groceries becoming bruised and smushed. and one morning, as he’s about to head out, he bumps into dean- barely awake, a cup of coffee in his hand. cas stares for a moment, at his scruff and ruffled hair, before excusing himself lest he do something Stupid like grabbing him by his robe and kissing him (which dean will Not appreciate). but dean stops him, asks him where he’s going. and cas tells him he’s going to the farmer’s market, and for a second dean looks stricken- for what, cas can’t tell, but then Dean says that He can take him there, if he wants. and cas is torn- because its hard to say no to dean, and he would LOVE to have un-bruised pears for the week (and a part of him just wants to be able to be near him again) but another part of him is telling him to say no, because dean’s just woken up, because dean shouldn’t feel like he needs to drive castiel everywhere, because the farmer’s market never really was dean’s thing, anyway. but before he can reply, dean abruptly blurts out a “unless- you dont want me to take you. if you wanna go alone- thats fine too.” cas immediately replies with a “no, i’d like that- you driving me there. i’d like that.” before he can even Process what he’s saying.

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[redwing]

the resolution :-)

in the car, it’s cas who breaks the silence first, dean mentally melting the fuck down in his own head. “dean, we should talk.” he says, ominous as hell, and dean thinks, No, as he jerks his head yes. “about what happened in the hallway those weeks ago, i-” cas’ hands grip his brown paper bag full of clementines. “i wish you didn’t do that, dean, you need to know that you didn’t have to do that.” and they’re both not looking at each other, and dean wills Baby to just swallow him whole. 

“i never wanted you to feel like you had to do- anything, all of it. everything you did since i’ve returned.” cas continues on. “what i said in the dungeon was never about that.”

and dean hears cas’ words echo in his head. its never about that. its never about that. it was never romantic and dean just had to get his fucked up wires crossed over, had to kiss cas, had to want cas to kiss him back.

“right,” he grits out, not trusting himself to look at cas, body going on autopilot as starts baby up.

but then, cas puts a hand on his shoulder, and he cant help it, cant help but look at him, and cas just looks so fucking sad. he always kinda did, especially before, but back then everyone kinda was, y’know? but now? now that theyre free? now that theres no more cosmic destiny shit hanging on the horizon? now that theyre both fucking alive? dean thinks cas shouldnt look that sad. dean thinks, guiltily, I made him that sad.

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[redwing]

bestie why ddi u say that :(

i think that instead of dean outright just asking cas if he meant his confession Romantically he’d just continuously try and pigeonhole the both of them into Prime Kissing Scenarios just to see if cas would. because, Okay, maybe cas didnt kiss him in the dungeon because of the Everything that was going on, but maybe, just maybe, now that he’s back, and theyre safe- he Would? he doesnt even think about if he WANTS cas to feel that way Romantically towards him, he just wants to give cas a chance, because maybe he didnt have enough time, then, but now- now he could kiss dean, and dean would let him. he’d let him. and it’d confirm to him that the confession WAS romantic, that cas is in fact, IN love with him- and he’d. he’d figure out the rest after. but for now, he picks more romantic movies during movie nights, he brings cas to low-lit bars and fancier, candle-lit restaurants. he slings an arm over his shoulder while theyre walking and he walks cas to his room every night. he lets his eyes wander downward, to cas’ lips, all the while willing cas to just fucking- grab him. and kiss him. to put him- to put the BOTH of them- out of their misery. i think cas would see dean doing all of This and think that dean’s just doing it out of obligation, because he THINKS that he needs to spend more time with cas- or give him more hugs- or cook him breakfast- because he feels indebted to him, because of COURSE the confession is a burden to him, no matter how many smiles or dinners he cooks for cas. i think that dean would definitely be nonstop fantasizing about cas kissing him- hard and slow, gentle and fast- at the kitchen table, on the couch, in the impala, right outside the diner. he’d think, Now. He’s gonna kiss me now. and he’d hold his breath, like he always does, and tries not to feel- disappointed? upset? when cas never does, when cas doesnt close the gap between them. he’s just- he’s just tryin’ to be a good friend, all right? he’s tryin’ to give his buddy an in. and cas is making it harder than it should be. i think eventually dean gets himself SO riled up that he just fucking kisses cas in the bunker’s hallway. i think sam moves out to eileen’s place by week 2 because he does NOT want to witness this.

[redwing]

i think that when dean DOES finally kiss him its abrupt and sudden and his nerves feel like theyre on fire and it happens when he’s walking cas back to his room- you know, like a good friend would- and cas is talking about flowers- or something, but its all noise to dean because all hes focused on is Cas and Fuck is he going to kiss me now and then FINALLY just Fuck it and he just fucking grabs cas by his ratty band shirt and plants one on him, because maybe cas was just too polite to make the first move- or whatever, and the least dean can do is help his buddy out. and for a split second its fucking perfect and amazing and he just thinks, Finally, but then he realises that cas isnt kissing back. and his eyes go wide and he lets cas go and cas just looks wrecked, fucking broken, and before dean can react or apologise or fucking do anything besides stand there and just gape at him, cas’ hands come up to where dean’s hands are still gripping onto his shirt and he just says. You dont have to do this. and its gentle and broken and its a bucket of cold water on dean because if he didnt know whether or not the confession was romantic before, he knows now. it isnt. cas isnt IN love with him. cas just loves him, because cas is his friend. because he’s family. and dean- dean just fucking KISSED him. and then dean stumbles back, the tendrils of a panic attack taking root within him as he mumbles out a feeble apology before beelining for his room, all the while thinking you kissed him you kissed him you fucking IDIOT he didnt mean it that way and you KISSED him. i think when cas feels dean’s lips on him he short circuits for a second, every instinct telling him to lean in before absolute sheer fucking guilt takes ahold of him because THIS is what he did to dean. his confession MADE dean think that he HAD to do this- that he’s obligated to give a piece of himself to cas because of it. and cas sees how dean looks- his brows furrowed, face flushed, eyes pinched shut, hands trembling where theyre bunched at his shirt- he just looks like he’s ready to snap, tension basically radiating off him, and cas is just fucking heartbroken because all he ever wanted was to let dean know he was loved, wholly and unconditionally- he was never meant to come back or live with the aftermath, he never wanted his confession to be about reciprocation- because OF COURSE dean would think thats what its all about. because dean thinks he has to give pieces of himself away to justify other people’s love for him. and cas did this. cas did this to him. i think he’d watch dean go, and he’d just stand there in that hallway for a long, long time.

[redwing]

i DO think that they’d spend some time just avoiding each other for awhile, the both of them assuming that’s what the other person wants because they Both think that they irrevocably fucked up The Friendship. and maybe the bunker’s a little too quiet these days especially without sam or eileen there to sooth over the tension between them, but its fine. its fine! but. there’s a problem- cas HAD been using dean as his personal chauffeur for the last couple of weeks, his truck finally breaking down beyond repair while he was out cold, but by then it didnt matter anyway, since dean seemed so gung-ho on spending time with him and taking him out everywhere. he figured he could hold off on getting a car for awhile- (in hindsight he thinks he was being selfish- taking advantage of dean’s kindness like that, wanting to spend as much time with him as possible) and thus, as another consequence of avoiding dean, cas finds himself stranded at the bunker. sam took the other car when he moved out, and cas DEFINITELY can’t ask to borrow baby- not now, anyway, with how they’ve- with how he’s made a mess of things. but, he still wants to go to the farmers market in town on saturdays, because he likes routine. and he prefers the tomatoes from there. i think cas spends a couple of weeks ducking out earlier than he used to in order to catch a bus to the market, arriving home later than he would had dean just driven him, but he figures that since sam is finally coming to visit next week he could just hold off on getting a car until sam’s able to drive him to the local dealership. it’s not like he minds much, anyways- being a millennia-old (ex) cosmic being, sometimes it’s nice just to sit and watch the world pass by in a dingy old bus (sometimes. other times, its crowded, and people won’t stop elbowing him in his stomach). it does, unfortunately, usually leave his groceries becoming bruised and smushed. and one morning, as he’s about to head out, he bumps into dean- barely awake, a cup of coffee in his hand. cas stares for a moment, at his scruff and ruffled hair, before excusing himself lest he do something Stupid like grabbing him by his robe and kissing him (which dean will Not appreciate). but dean stops him, asks him where he’s going. and cas tells him he’s going to the farmer’s market, and for a second dean looks stricken- for what, cas can’t tell, but then Dean says that He can take him there, if he wants. and cas is torn- because its hard to say no to dean, and he would LOVE to have un-bruised pears for the week (and a part of him just wants to be able to be near him again) but another part of him is telling him to say no, because dean’s just woken up, because dean shouldn’t feel like he needs to drive castiel everywhere, because the farmer’s market never really was dean’s thing, anyway. but before he can reply, dean abruptly blurts out a “unless- you dont want me to take you. if you wanna go alone- thats fine too.” cas immediately replies with a “no, i’d like that- you driving me there. i’d like that.” before he can even Process what he’s saying.

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[northern-sparrow]

My Jensen-Misha photo from jibcon8 this morning. I posted this already from the @fandomnatural account I was livetweeting from but thought I would stick it here too. As soon as I can scan a high res version I will do that too.

Background: All I said was, mostly speaking to Jensen, “Given the events of the finale, could you [JA] just give this guy [MC] a hug?” I added to clarify “Like you just got your best friend back.” I didn’t say anything about expressions or how to stand. I actually had been picturing more just a big ol’ happy smooshy hug w both of them smiling, but what they actually did blew me away. What was interesting was seeing them both silently settle on the pose & expression in almost slow motion, like they were both thinking about it. Jensen kept adjusting his face & head angle. That tragic sad frown appeared kinda like he clicked it on, and he then literally adjusted it twice, like “This frown? This one? No, this one,” and his head also started dropping down, and meanwhile Misha was like slowly tilting his head against Jensen’s (which I also had not asked for) and arranging his face into that incredibly touching mournful/resigned look. Misha kept looking at the camera but in Jensen’s final adjustment he dropped his eyes. (Good lord these guys are pros.)

So every nuance of expression & pose is from Jensen & Misha. I think this is Jensen’s real take on how Dean would look if he got to grab onto Cas again. (and I ended up with this weird certainty in my gut that Jensen had just given me a preview of S13)

[tatimoons]

I. FINALLY. PAINTED. ALL. SIGNS. 

I’ve been painting all these since April I believe and I’ve gone through so fucking much that I can’t believe the collection is done! I’m so happy!!! I made a huge effort believe me ugh!

As always, you can get it at tatimoons.com/shop! <3

i usually post all my sheet at my instagram! instagram.com/tatimoons

[ackleslove]

WOW !! I'VE NEVER SEEN ANYTHING SO BEAUTIFUL. 😯

[destielette]

This is definitely  the best thing my dash ever did. . . .

[destielette]

Definitely my best “dash did a thing”

[naturalknowledge-deactivated202]

I can’t remember if I ever posted this or not

[naturalknowledge-deactivated202]

Whoa this got notes that’s new

[andiamburdenedwithgloriousfeels]

The legs seem to fit their personalities…

[an-dochtuir-deactivated20150316]

Someone draw this

[sumusirkka]

Thank you, this has been a therapeutic experience.

[justfuckhimalreadydean]

SAM’S FABULOUSNESS NEARLY KILLED ME 

[destielette]

Nice legs tfw 😋

[destielette]

He was stabbed indeed, right in the heart . . .