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pimsri · 5 months
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Oberstein and his dog
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nomadicism · 1 year
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The best part -- which I had totally forgotten -- is that it's the same dog that Bittenfeld had offered some meat off of his own plate for earlier the same day that he decided to go home with Oberstein, and when Bittenfeld held out the fork with the food on it, he just... sniffed it and left lmao. Bittenfeld was SO. OFFENDED.
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It's LotGH: DnT - Gekitotsu, episode 4 :)
ヾ(@⌒ー⌒@)ノ Thank you!!!
That react face is the best. Sweet glorious meme fodder.
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thescreaminghat · 7 months
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monster hunting
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ramblingmoon · 2 years
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Do you think Oberstein uses baby voice for Oberdog when no one is looking and only the butler knows and tries not to die of laughter?
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cultx · 2 years
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My friend wondered why the Galactic Empire’s army don’t wear hats
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general-kalani · 10 months
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Your Animal Familiar
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The Wolf is an animal that is both revered and hated in its symbolism. Oftentimes, the negative idea of Wolves is as an aggressive, instinctive creature that is distrusting of others. In other views, it is seen as a intuitive and free; A representation of the beauty of the wild and the great unknown. In a similar way, you are seen differently depending on the viewpoint of others. You may come off as dark or intimidating at first, but are undeniably loyal to those who have gained your trust. A Wolf familiar guides their master's instincts and decisions, lets them know who they can trust, and protects them.
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"Doing this only reminded me of how much I detest these 'quizzes'."
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Paul von Oberstein survives an assassination attempt that involves some kind of psychoactive poison and hallucinates his dog telling him to "look at the magic" and that "you are not a murderer, Paul, you're a closer"
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lyndeeznuts · 7 years
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“Oberstein und“  by  こまどり
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Think what you will of the man himself, it’s absolutely impossible to hate Oberstein’s dog.
Just look at it
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How can you hate that?
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animedogoftheday · 5 years
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Today’s anime dog of the day is:
Oberstein’s dog from Legend of the Galactic Heroes (1988)
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manic-intent · 4 years
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Fic: LOGH, Reuyang, E-Rated, Omegaverse, Donation prompt by @beingevil: Yang interacting with Oberstein. Excerpt:
Senior Admiral Oskar von Reuenthal was already in a bad mood as he strode into the waiting room of the veterinary clinic, and seeing Paul von Oberstein seated in a corner of it didn’t help. “You,” Reuenthal said, his lip curling in distaste.
“Senior Admiral,” Oberstein said. The Minister of Military Affairs of the New Galactic Empire swept Reuenthal with his usual impassive stare. He had a narrow ascetic face with two cybernetic eyes, mouse-brown hair and two silver locks. Despite also being an alpha, Oberstein was not known to demonstrate many so-called traditionally alpha traits—he was a bloodless, cold man of few pursuits, as far as Reuenthal knew.
A black and white dog sat at Oberstein’s feet, looking up at Reuenthal with warm dark eyes. Its thin tail slowly slapped against the tiled floor as Reuenthal walked over to the counter to talk to the vet nurse on duty, setting the cat carrier he held on the low table.
The nurse looked between Reuenthal and Oberstein worriedly. “Oh… Senior Admiral.” She blushed a little as her eyes tracked shyly over Reuenthal’s handsome face, though Reuenthal couldn’t scent any pheromones from her. A beta, likely, or an omega on blockers. “Um, do you have an appointment?”
“Yes. Appointment for Admiral,” Reuenthal said. Not for the first time, he wished that the damned cat didn’t have such a ludicrous name.
“Admiral um. Sorry, I don’t see an Admiral von Reuenthal in the appointment database, I mean, not you sir, I meant, all appointments are made under the client’s name and the owner’s surname.” The nurse reddened further, flustered.
“Admiral Yang,” Reuenthal said with a sour expression.
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pimsri · 1 year
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Bittenfeld bittenfeld bittenfeld Paul
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thescreaminghat · 3 months
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he cant decide
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ramblingmoon · 1 year
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Do you think Oberstein's butler sends maels with Oberdog? Like he just packs a little lunch because he knows Paul gets too engrossed with his work and forgets to eat.
And how often do those meals make it to Oberstein and not just eaten by the dog?
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meanwhileonfezzan · 5 years
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Book 9 thoughts (spoilers ahoy, avert thine eyes)
I’m procrastinating, so here’s a couple of things I liked from book nine.  All quotes are from the English translation. 
Things slow down in the Alliance narrative since our lovely tea-sipping deuteragonist got unjustly taken away in the last book, but there were some nice moments.  Them putting back the pieces together and looking to the future and all that jazz.  Maybe it’s not thrilling like large-scale space battles or political intrigue, but it’s nice in its own subtle way.  Julian takes up Yang’s role of philosophical musing, of course.  The boy needs to give himself credit, though.  However, compared to the sheer flaming tire-fire of the empire’s melodrama, it just didn’t capture my interest as keenly.  I enjoyed Poplin ducking away as soon as Murai returned to visit, a nice constant in a changed enterprise.   
And of course Reuentahl’s rebellion was messy, complicated, and tragic, like the man himself.   The one solace from the whole thing was Trunicht’s death:
 “He was still smiling when the hole opened in his chest.  It was only when the agony seized control of his entire nervous system and the blood that gushed forth discolored his tailored suit that his expression changed.  Not to a look of fear, or pain.  Rather, it was more a look of rebuke, as if to criticize a man who had been irrational enough to harm him in defiance of his judgement and calculations [can u not].”
There’s a page on why Hilda and Reinhard are basically those Pandas at the zoo that never bang. They are creatures made of pure work ethic and no sexual instinct whatsoever. It took a boatload of wine and an assassination attempt in order to make an heir to the Lohengramm dynasty, and that’s great.  
It also goes into how Reinhard’s struggle against the Kaiser was really a child’s struggle against his father.  And I can’t get the image of Reinhard yelling at old Friedrich “FUCK YOU, YOU’RE NOT MY REAL DAD”. Like his whole rise to power was his version of teenage rebellion.  It kind of borders on...Oedipal, but that’s neither here nor there.  
And then there’s a nice section about Annerose.  I’ve seen a couple of interpretations of varying sorts concerning her actions after the events at the end of book II, so it was kind of surprising to see it actually spelled out. (In the form of historical criticism, as is the style of the book; he emphasizes that female historians were the harshest, uh oh).  But then there’s this clap-back to her critics, and I couldn’t help but smile:  
“In the end, we cannot avoid the conclusion that they [female historians] view [Annerose’s] actions through the lens of motherhood and its abandonment.  Would they be satisfied if the archduchess had continued to cling to her brother’s side into his twenties, indulge and spoil him, meddle in politics, and undermine his psychological independence? Of course the same authors would doubtless claim that to be robbed of one’s virginity by a tyrant at the age of fifteen, and then imprisoned for the next ten years, is not enough to make Annerose herself a sacrificial victim.”    
My boi Lang is as he ever was: a petty, oleaginous scumbag possessed by delusions of grandeur.  The baby-faces description appears again and warms the cockles of my heart. But he beats both Reinhard and Reuentahl in net contributions to the genepool, and being a good father.  And being a dog dad doesn’t count, Oberstein. (SMH, it’s like the top brass in the Lohengramm dynasty are following the millennial playbook).  I like to think that his descendants will scatter far and wide in the empire. And one day, a young baby-faced and portly youth, Langhard,  will begin his meteoric rise to power, after his equally baby-faced and portly sister, Langerose, is stolen away by the decadent kaiser, Rudolf von Lohengramm the XIIth. It’s only fair.  
As for the bookly Oberstein Report:
He’s himself, as usual.  Maybe even more relaxed, I found I only called him an “asshole” a couple of times.  Maybe it’s because he wasn’t making too many appearances.  I imagine once book 10 rolls around, I will have ample opportunity to correct this discrepancy.  
At this point, the feeling in the empire is low-key they know Oberstein’s been doing shady shit, but they just ignore it.  It’s great, like they’ve resigned themselves to his scheming, both real and imagined.  I interpret this reputation as something that Oberstein did little to dissuade, as it ends up working as an effective smokescreen for the actual shady shit.  And admirals catch themselves second-guessing all their actions without Oberstein actually having lift a finger to keep them in line.  
Oberstein barely gets his hands dirty in this book, not that he wasn’t prepared to do it.  The book does have a line about historians accusing him of “burying his counterpart without bloodying his hands” that pretty much lines up on my interpretation of the whole debacle.  And then there’s this:
“ ‘...but listen to me,’ he added with a wry smile that astonished Ferner, ‘How talkative I have become.’ “ This is, coincidentally, the exact way to spell out the sound of hell freezing over.   
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general-kalani · 2 years
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Horrible take of the day;
Oberstein would have put the crown on his dog and called it the new Kaiser.
Violently aggressive in letting no one take the crown or cape off of the dog but himself.
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