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sevenfifteenam · 5 months ago
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OUAT + Texts From Last Night [part 2]
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his-lost-one · 5 months ago
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once upon a time is actually the best show ever because it’s quite literally one of the only shows with a premise that makes it possible for characters like dr. frankenstein, the mad hatter, and the evil queen from snow white to interact in a completely serious way. or like peter pan fighting the daughter of snow white and prince charming because he stole the son she shares with the evil queen (who is also pan’s great grandson). or the fact that they invented an 8th dwarf called stealthy and killed him off in the same episode. or the fact that they had the wicked witch of the west completely seriously pretend to be the dead wife of robin hood to hurt her sister, the evil queen. insane fucking show. i love it more than anything.
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vasfasan · 2 months ago
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he's performing transgender operations on illegal aliens in prison
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stabbyapologist · 3 months ago
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I don't think we give Dr. Whale/Dr. Frankenstein enough credit for being the comic relief or how just crazily easy he accepted that magic is real while being a mad scientist who whole-heartedly believed that unmitigated science was the most powerful thing in the world.
But a little gold man pops up in his laboratory and tells him he knows where he can get a beating heart and Frankenstein takes like a whole minute before being like "yep, that's some real shit I can believe for my own benefit, gimme", straight into Storybrooke as a surgeon/ gynecologist (the man's got credentials and degrees for everything, apparently), and then BAM—
His memories are back and he's just amused at everything.
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wyntereyez · 10 days ago
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Killian Bones 02
Two - The Bones Don’t Lie
Bone gleamed in the dull morning light.  Pale.  Pristine.
Fresh.
Emma could only stare, her screams having strangled off into whimpers, and then nothing.
The skeleton - Killian, how could this thing be Killian? sat on the edge of their bed, arms impossibly held up before empty sockets, examining the exposed bones.  “How is this possible?” the hollow voice asked.  clack, clack went its jaw.
The skull turned, and somehow Emma could feel its gaze bore into her despite its lack of eyes.  “Swan… Emma, please!”
Everyone had a breaking point.  After years of facing the impossible, Emma had finally found hers.  She slid down the wall to the floor, her wide, horrified gaze never leaving the skull’s.
The skeleton - Killian - stood, and took a hesitant step towards her. At her whimper, he froze, those skeletal toes twitching.
“Are you dead?” Emma’s voice was raw.
“No,” he told her firmly. “I feel alive, Emma! I can’t be dead.” Was he, though? “That means we can fix this. Somehow.”
Emma was pretty certain that this wasn’t something that could be fixed.  
He didn’t have skin
“Emma, I need you to stay with me.” His voice was firm, commanding, the Captain slipping out. She realized she’d been whimpering, and she forced herself to stop. “Better,” he said, when she raised her head. She didn’t meet his eyes, rather, focussed on the wall behind him.
Emma closed her eyes. Breathed in. Centered herself. They could deal with this. Killian had beaten death before; they could do it again. Finally, she could meet his eyes. Or, rather lack thereof.
She still wasn’t sure she could bring herself to touch him, though.
“We need to talk to Regina,” Emma finally croaked.  “This magic - it’s not something I’ve ever felt before. It feels wrong.”
Killian raised an eyebrow. Emma didn’t know how he did it, but she knew that was exactly what he was doing. 
“Okay, yeah, understatement. Now, let’s see what we can do to hide… this.” Emma went to the closet to look for anything that could help conceal Killian’s condition.
Easier said than done, Emma quickly realized. The clothes hung off him.  There was no passing him off as human.
Killian tugged at the waist of his pants, which had only been prevented from sliding down by hooking them on his pelvis. “I don’t think this is going to work,” he said. Emma gnawed her lip as she thought. She needed to pad him out, somehow. Just enough that he wouldn’t look like a living Halloween decoration. She glanced around the room, eyes falling on the pile of bed pillows. She grabbed one and pulled up Killian’s shirt, huffing at his “Why, Swan, so forward!”
“Let's try this.” She tucked the pillow under his rib cage and into his pelvis, which gave him the illusion of girth once she pulled down the shirt. His arms and legs still looked far too skinny, so she had him switch to baggy sweats, which made it harder to get a sense of the shape of his legs, and the addition of a fleecy hoodie did the same for his arms.
Emma stepped back to eye him critically. Not bad; not great, but not bad.
Last, Emma dug out a ski mask and gloves. She tossed one aside, and helped Killian yank on the other. The ski mask covered all but a ring of bone around the eye sockets, giving him an odd, googly-eyed look that almost made her giggle. She couldn’t do much to hide the empty eye sockets; sunglasses wouldn’t stay on without ears, and she didn’t have any goggles. But once he pulled up his hood, his face was shadowed enough that it wouldn’t be obvious that his eyes were empty voids.
With the bone no longer visible, Emma found herself relaxing, marginally. It wasn’t perfect, but at least she was no longer gibbering in terror.
“Emma, Love?” Killian said uncertainly as she backed away.
“Yeah?”
“Does this make me look fat?”
Emma couldn’t help it; she started laughing hysterically.
~oOo~
Emma didn’t give Regina advance warning when she called, partly because she was still too much in shock to properly explain, and partly because it would be fun to shock Regina.
Mostly to shock Regina, honestly.
Regina greeted Emma with a grunt; she’d made her displeasure at Emma’s intrusion obvious on the phone, but as soon as she spotted Killian, her whole demeanor changed.
“What did you tangle with? You’re radiating dark magic!” Regina circled Killian. “And why are you dressed like the invisible man?”
“I have no idea who that is,” Killian said, “but I assure you, I’m all too visible.” He removed the ski mask.
Emma had never heard a scream that bloodcurdling before.
At least Regina was adept at rapidly regaining her composure. She brought them to her workshop and proceeded to run a battery of magical tests on Killian.
“I can tell you one thing right now - he is alive.” She did something with her hands, and a blue glow appeared around Killian in the shape of his complete body. “This is his life force; if death or necromancy had been involved, this wouldn’t exist.”
“So, what exactly was done to him?” Emma demanded. “And how do we fix this?”
“Uh…” Regina said, flummoxed. “I’ve never heard of anything like this happening where the person still lived, and I’ve dabbled in some really dark magic. A powerful necromancer could animate a skeleton while still in a living body, but that kills the person and makes their body, er, explode to free the skeleton.” At Emma’s look of sheer horror, she hastily added, “That’s not what happened here; Killian’s life force means he’s not under the control of necromancy.r But I don’t know how or why anyone would do this.”
Emma was still trying to get her head around the fact that there were people who could <i>explode your body to control your skeleton.</i> She just made a strangled noise.
“If it’s any reassurance, there seems to be some sort of bond stretching from Killian to - well, I don’t know where, it’s too tenuous to follow, but I think he’s still linked to his body, which means it’s alive, and whoever did this needs it to stay that way.” Regina lowered her hands. “I’m sorry I can’t tell you any more.”
“It’s actually reassuring that even you have limits to your evil,” Emma said dryly.
“Only because necromancy is disgusting and doesn’t return the dead to life,” Regina answered blandly. She turned to Killian. “What the hell happened?”
“I don’t remember,” Killian said. “There was a call about the house by the cemetery. The last thing I remember is going inside, and then I was home.”
Regina’s elegant brows furrowed. “That empty house? It doesn’t even have doors; no one’s ever been able to get inside it, if it even has an interior. The curse just spat it out as scenery.”
“It definitely had doors last night,” Killian countered. 
Regina looked troubled. “I’ll go check it out with Zelena.”
“We’ll go with -” Emma began, but Regina shook her head. 
“I don’t think it would be wise for Killian to return just yet. This connection goes both ways; if our enemy senses Killian approaching, they may hide. Or worse. Better that Zelena and I catch them by surprise.”
“So, what do we do in the meantime?” Killian’s frustration was evident even with that monotone voice. 
“In the meantime, you can assess if there are any other, less obvious effects,” Regina said. “There could be more going on with Killian we just can’t see because we’re all so focused on,” she gestured at Killian’s skull.
“Sure, we’ll just get him checked out by Dr. Whale,” Emma grumbled. “That’d go well.”
“I mean changes in attitude that could mean someone trying to take control, but that’s actually not a bad idea,” Regina said, surprising them. “There may be clues hidden within the bones themselves that I’m not experienced enough to see. Whale would be able to find any anomalies.”
As Emma called the hospital and wielded her authority to make an immediate appointment with the doctor, Regina murmured, “Do me a favor and give him a scare, huh? He deserves to be knocked down a few pegs.”
“I don’t think that will be a problem,” Killian sighed.
~oOo~
“And what did your pirate do that required me to cancel my next few appointments?” Whale demanded when Emma entered his office half an hour later. “He can clearly walk under his own power; I don’t see why he couldn’t wait or go to the ER like anyone else.” Then he took a closer look at Killian’s covered form. Whale looked alarmed.  “You’ve lost way too much weight!” he said. “No way you should have lost so much in such a short time!”
“I’ve lost more than a bit of body fat, mate,” Killian said, lifting the bottom of his hoodie. The pillow spilled out, revealing the empty cavity of his ribs and pelvis. “Tell me the truth, Doctor, am I going to make it?”
Whale didn’t scream - but his eyes rolled back and he fainted dead away.
“That was actually very satisfying,” Emma said. “Doesn’t help us at all, but satisfying.”
~oOo~
“That was a dirty trick,” Whale growled
“Sorry; I thought Dr. Frankenstein wouldn’t be scared of bones. Looks like I was wrong.”
Whale just glowered. “And what good do you think I can do? Or did your pirate just decide to get revenge for my bedside manner?”
“That’s just an added benefit.” Emma thought he was relishing this; Whale hadn’t been kind when Killian had been in his care after being hit by the car. Admittedly, neither had she, because she’d viewed him as an enemy, but they’d worked out their differences. Many times.
“Regina suggested you’d be able to tell if there was anything different about his bones that isn’t immediately obvious.”
Whale nodded. “Okay, makes sense. Can you strip down for me and sit on the table?”
Killian obliged. Oddly, Whale turned away as though to preserve his modesty. When he turned back around, he flinched. “Fuck, you really are just a skeleton, aren’t you?”
“At least we know his powers of observation didn’t get scrambled when he passed out,” Killian said.
Whale scowled. Emma sighed.
What followed was a thorough examination from head to toe, with Whale’s expression becoming more intrigued and puzzled as time went on. Finally, he stepped back, pulling off his exam gloves and ruffling his hair absently.
“It’s definitely your skeleton,” Whale confirmed after a moment’s consideration. “These healed fractures are from when you were hit by the car,” Whale pointed at various spots along Killian’s ribcage, “and I recognize several nicks in the bone from your x-rays.”
Emma tried not to think so hard about how damaged Killian’s bones were, and how none of it was the result of their current situation. He really had gone through a lot.
“The only anomalies I see - can you please extend your wrists, Killian? - are a couple of very shallow cuts here,” he pointed to the wrist of Killian’s intact arm - “and along the sternum here,” he traced the air above it. Emma peered closer at Killian’s wrist. “The wounds are so superficial that they’ll likely heal with no scarring. If I had to guess what they are, I’d say they’re flay points.”
Before Emma and Killian could react - probably a good thing, because Emma felt another bout of gibbering terror coming on - Whale continued, “There’s one more thing.” He gestured at Killian’s maimed wrist. “I’ve x-rayed your wrist, and you had three carpals - these small wrist bones - remaining. Now, you only have two. I don’t know if it means anything, but you do seem to be missing a bone.”
~tbc~
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oautincorrectquotes · 1 year ago
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Hook: *Goes to see Dr Whale with a stab wound*
Whale panicking: HOLY SHIT SOMEONE CALL A DOCTOR!
Whale:
Whale:
Whale: wait-
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americanwh0resstuff · 2 months ago
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Haven’t watched OUAT but I might have to for him ❤️❤️❤️❤️
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aesthetic-basicspam · 1 year ago
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early ouat was so unhinged. right after the curse dr whale’s question is “can we date the nuns now?” lmaoo
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goldenwingediris · 4 months ago
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I love Dr Whale, he does all the doctoring in Storybrooke! ER? Check. Surgery? Check. Obstetrics? Check. Well baby check up? Absolutely. The man must never sleep.
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violentdelightsproductions · 10 months ago
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🎀 Viktor x Ruby 🎀
[Frankenwolf, the Hallmark edition]
Merry Christmas from the doctor and his wolf ♥ May the next year be full of red dresses, couple adventures... and lots of love!
I just couldn't resist, Meghan Ory's new Hallmark movie has too many Red Riding Hood looks not to make a Christmas aesthetic ♥
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stardreamer28 · 6 months ago
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ok so yes I love/know everything about Victor but here's a question I do have: what kind of car did he have outside his garage lab in 6x03?? need it for a fic
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jamgoesart · 2 months ago
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Black Queen [Once Upon A Time]
"I am living proof that the mind... that the mind is a terrible thing."
Many believe there were only two queens in Wonderland, White and Red, but there was another. The Black Queen.
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Wonderland.
A chessboard.
One white side and one black.
We know the Red Queen, who is known to shout "Off with her head" and who does not rule the country, but terrorizes it. A very pedantic, bossy and lecturing person, who for many is the equivalent to a teacher.
The White Queen, a noble and sensitive woman, but at the same time stupid and helpless, almost like a newborn.
Many believe that there are only the two of them, but there is another queen. The Black Queen.
Black against white.
Not red against white.
After a quick shower, which did her more than good, Valerie wiped her hand over the fogged mirror and immediately took a few steps back, letting out a sharp scream. It wasn't her own reflection looking back at her, but a row of pointed teeth. The teeth slowly dissolved and single letters appeared in their place. First here, then there, without any connection. Little by little, words formed and finally a sentence. It is about time. No sooner had she read the sentence than it disappeared again and the same game began all over again. The fall is imminent. Again the letters disappeared, rearranged themselves and new ones were added. Reclaim what is rightfully yours. Nothing more came after that.
It was all a sign that Val was overtired. Mere fantasy, that was all it had been.
As if these hallucinations weren't disturbing enough, paranoia was added to the mix. Ever since Valerie had left the hospital and was on her way home, she had felt like she was being watched. But there was nothing to see. Nothing at all. Except a crow. Not one of the birds that had been so close to her since she left the hospital. Fortunately, this day would soon be over.
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the-regal-reginamills · 3 months ago
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Why is everyone so exigent? You have running water, you have electricity, you have personal vehicles, you have healthcare services...
Yes, Storybrooke General is still mainly attended by Dr. Whale; but have you ever gone to the doctor in the Enchanted Forest? No. Because there weren't any. The way I see it, I've just saved you from having to sacrifice your first born child to a substandard charlatan witch doctor in the middle of the woods for a magical cure for the common cold. You should thank me!
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fluffybunbunposts · 1 year ago
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I was thinking about Once Upon A Time (as one does) (oh also spoilers) and I’m just now realising how much of an anomaly Dr. Whale is??? Like mostly everyone else came from the magical fairytale Disney land but then there’s just,, Mr. Frankenstein.
Also it probably explains this somewhere and I just don’t remember but why was he taken to storybrook he wasn’t even in the enchanted forest at that time?? He was just chilling in his basement trying to revive his dead brother? His motivation to help Regina revive her old boyfriend was “if I help her maybe she’ll send me home and I can keep trying to revive my brother” but then he just,, isn’t sent back. He just stays there.
Also why do they keep referring to him as Dr. Whale post season 1? Like everyone else reverted back to their original names but they’re all still pretending he has a medical licence for some reason??
also I love how the shows explanation of why he suddenly had white hair for a few episodes (I think the actor was working on like a zombie movie or something?) was just,,, he felt like it. He’s like “oh so when Emma gets white hair everyone thinks it’s cool but when I do-“ like sir Emma (spoilers) turned evil. You’re just copying her look. Also that’s not important right now you’re here to do an ultrasound.
Anyway he’s such an anomaly, I love him.
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depressedstressedlemonzest · 11 months ago
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I get the best watches this way.
Okay but as someone who works with old people, whose families usually donate a good chunk of their belongings.
I get a lot of good blankets that way.
Fucking snow whites ass "maybe doc could do it"
NO THE FUCK HE COULDNT.
The way I CRINGED when they were digging in the medical bin and sniffing it. EW
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Harsh dad.
awww I made something like that for my mom.
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I knew that wasn't fucking henry.
Rumples goofy ass.
Tell her! Set those boundaries regina!!
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Okay so I love ruby, dr. Whale doesn't seem so bad now.
I love them, but do I ship them? Eh.
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It's a trap regina!!
Monster to monster. Love their bond.
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SHE BROKE IT 😭😭😭😭
I can understand the confusion and anger, but damn 😭
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He's fucking lying emma. Clock his ass!!
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A blood globe.
And a spindle of a spinning wheel.
Good.
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I love henry and his big ol brain. He mustve gotten it from his dad's side because 😬 sorry charming and snow, you're both a little dense.
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If any harm comes to belle while I'm gone, I'm killing all of you.
LOVE THIS LINE
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