macpye:

yourthyla:

marauders-on-gallifrey:

sleepymccoy:

McCoy is a little bitch

Then one day, Bones finds this in his inbox:

Bonus:

“He’s asleep, Jim.”

“He’s bought the farm, Jim.”

“He’s bereft of life, Jimothy.”

“I’m a general practitioner, not an escalator.”

“I’m a quack, not an engineer!”

“Green-blooded brownie…”

“Pointy-eared fairy!”

“He’s passed on! This man is no more! He has ceased to be! He’s expired and gone to meet his maker! He’s a stiff!

Bereft of life, he rests in peace! If you hadn’t nailed him to the seat he’d be pushing up the daisies! His metabolic processes are now history! He’s off the twig! He’s kicked the bucket, he’s shuffled off his mortal coil, run down the curtain and joined the damn choir invisibile! !He’s f*ckin’ snuffed it!….. THIS IS AN EX-REDSHIRT!!”