#RPK-16

[officialyasen]

"RPK-16 - Renate" and "AK-15 - Erwin" skin from the new Intern Report Ceremony themed skin, for CN/KR/TW servers

('Renate' and 'Erwin' are RPK-16 and AK-15's assigned name during their operation in Bremen, East Germany, depicted in Dual Randomness event)

[commonwealth-operator]

13 November 2289 / Nordhagen Beach

Following the failed hostage rescue at Revere, Rat Patrol parted ways with the Minutemen and took a side job rooting out some super muties in Boston for the nicest family. After failing to settle accounts they decided to just let us crash there as payment.

For the time being, my personal soldiers and l will oversee security at this installation. Ultimately the Minutemen are loyal to their ideals, but I need soldiers who are loyal to ME to rebuild the Militia and protect the Commonwealth. The Minutemen weren't up to the job in '87 and they're not up to it now, that's why they have us running the hard jobs. They don't need to run *every* settlement in the Commonwealth...

[11san]

GFL RPK-16

[all-hail-trudos]

[rennebright]

RPK-16 by Reia [Twitter/X] ※Illustration shared with permission from the artist. If you like this artwork please support the artist by visiting the source.

[genshingorlsrevengeance]

Redownloaded GFL because of your blog (also the main reason why I got into it in the first place) and I was surprised with all of the QOL changes they made.

My favorite so far is the non-critical auto repair after battles and it got me thinking how would the AR & DEFY girls react to an SO who scolds them when they return in critical condition but repairs them as tenderly and with as much care as possible despite their harsh demeanor. (Basically a tsundere SO who's worried sick but refuses to admit it)

Love your blog and I hope you're doing well. Thank you for continuously feeding my (and everyone else's) obsession with raifu's.

(GFL) AR Team and DEFY's S/O repairing them

AR Team: M4A1, M16A1, ST AR-15, M4 SOPMOD II, RO635 DEFY: AK-12, AN-94, AK-15, RPK-16

It has been too long since I have written the Raifus on the blog, time to rectify that. Also TSUNDERES WOOOOOO-

M4A1 winces from the light of S/O's blowtorch welding her metallic limbs back together.

Seeing it return to green status in her eyes, she simply sighs when S/O stands up, shifting their welding mask up in order to look at her.

Seeing S/O cross their arms, M4A1 already knows what they're about to say.

(M4A1) "S/O, I know I-"

(S/O) "Went overboard? Psh, that's never stopped you before."

M4A1's hands took a moment to readjust themselves as S/O examined one of her legs that was currently sitting on a nearby table, badly damaged.

(S/O) "It almost seems like what I request to you and the Commander just gets ignored deliberately. Do you think I can repair you all the time without any effort?-"

(M4A1) "S/O."

M4A1's arm that revealed her metallic frame grabbed S/O's hand, finally making them pause.

She gently tugged S/O toward her, and despite their angry expression, the tears forming in the corner of their eyes betrayed any lingering anger that may have been present.

And with her one arm that had the synthetic skin remain, gently wiped away S/O's tear.

(M4A1) "...I'm sorry. I didn't mean to worry you."

(S/O) "...If you don't mean to do that, then just come home in one piece so I don't have to do this."

Their voice dropped to nearly a whisper, but she had no trouble hearing them clearly.

S/O let M4A1's hand linger on their face for a moment while they took a deep breath again, though this time much calmer than before.

(S/O) "Now stand still, I have to make sure your leg is properly patched up."

(M4A1) "Thank you, S/O."

S/O averted their gaze to grab her leg, though she knew the real reason they refused to meet her eyes, bringing a small but sad smile to her lips.

(S/O) "Don't thank me. I've yet to finish...And you're not walking out of here without my help, understood?"

(M4A1) "Hah, got it."

S/O grumbled under their breath as M16 sheepishly let her jacket drop.

Only to reveal an entire forearm missing.

(M16A1) "...For the record, that wasn't my fault."

(S/O) "Couldn't have grabbed the missing part?"

(M16A1) "It was uh...a little beyond recovering at that point."

(S/O) "You are going to be the death of me, Sixteen."

(M16A1) "Heh, come on! I'm making sure you get Griffin's paychec-"

(S/O) "By what, making sure I put you back together like goddamn Humpty Dumpty everytime you come back?!"

M16 flinched by S/O raising their voice, and only noticed now how tightly S/O was gripping onto her remaining hand.

Which also was damaged.

(S/O) "I get taking damage during a mission, it's unvavoidable, but 90% of the time, it is!"

(M16A1) "...S-S/O, I didn't mean to-"

(S/O) "Don't apologize. Just...Don't make me work so hard."

S/O gaze lingered on her missing limb, to which she responded by grabbing their hand and resting it near her eyepatch.

(M16A1) "Come on, can't have your skills going rusty, can I?"

Her tone was cheeky, but her volume was soft, letting S/O's fingers brush against her cheek before going to grab repair tools.

(S/O) "At this rate, I'm going to need a drink..."

(M16A1) "Heh, wanna share? It's on me."

(S/O) "...Then I'm grabbing the most expensive Jack Daniels they have."

And to that, M16's cocky attitude deflated.

(M16A1) "...Shoulda kept my mouth shut."

STAR rolled her arms the moment she felt the connection back online.

(ST AR-15) "Thanks, feeling much better now."

(S/O) "These parts aren't cheap, STAR.-"

Before she could retort, S/O pulled her wrist towards them, examining it with a scanner before nodding in satisfaction.

(S/O) "And contrary to how you think, your life isn't something to throw away either."

STAR opened her mouth but instead of any reply, only a sigh came out.

(S/O) "If you won't think of yourself, then at least think of me. I have to be the one making sure you're all good to go before you tear yourself apart again."

(ST AR-15) "...R-Right."

S/O shook their head as their hand shifted down into hers, holding it firmly.

(ST AR-15) "I don't plan on going anywhere, S/O."

(S/O) "Hm. Tell me that when you're not coming home to me in twenty pieces."

ST AR-15 wryly grinned at S/O, playfully kicking at them with a missing foot on her right leg, exposing both synthetic skin and the electrical bits inside.

(ST AR-15) "Twenty-one, actually."

S/O turned around to grab other tools, but STAR could tell they smiled at her joke.

(M4 SOPMOD II) "BOOOOOREEEED!"

SOPMOD aggressively wiggled her metallic stumps where her arms previously where, whining as she bobbed back and forth on the table.

S/O focused their attention on finishing the last of the repairs on her arms, with them sighing loudly.

(S/O) "SOPMOD, I told you before, I'm nearly done."

(M4 SOPMOD II) "You said that forever ago!-"

(S/O) "Three minutes-"

(M4 SOPMOD II) "FOREVER!"

S/O did their best to ignore her pouting as they finally completed the necessary adjustments, moving to reattach her arms.

(S/O) "You wouldn't have to wait like this if you just listened to RO, y'know."

(M4 SOPMOD II) "Bah! I wouldn't have been able to kick their asses if I hadn't!"

(S/O) "Plus, you're making me work harder than I have to."

She raised an eyebrow at S/O's words, a grin quickly growing.

(M4 SOPMOD II) "Don't act like that you wouldn't be worried if you weren't the one doing my repairs!"

(S/O) "Please, I already have so much work piled up, I-"

SOPMOD yelped the moment a hiss came from her right arm reattaching, making S/O's heart drop as their eyes widened.

(S/O) "S-SOPMOD! Are you alright?!-"

And their worry was replaced with annoyance as SOPMOD's pained expression transformed into a cheeky smile, tapping S/O playfully on the nose with her claw-like finger.

(M4 SOPMOD II) "Gotcha!"

(RO635) sigh "You have my thanks and apologies, S/O."

S/O shook their head as they softly brushed RO's hair to her back, getting a closer look at the damage on her shoulders.

(S/O) "Hm. I know you avoid damage whenever you can. Just stay still."

Though their tone was cold, it didn't bother RO in the slightest.

She knew how they really felt.

(RO635) "Truthfully, I'm fine S/O. You don't need to worry too much-"

(S/O) "About the bullet that almost tore through your connections on this arm? On the contrary you're giving more reasons to worry."

(RO635) "A-Ah..."

RO's hands rested on her lap, with S/O's head near her neck.

Feeling her core thrum faster as she quickly examined her surroundings to make sure no one was looking, RO stole a quick peck, kissing the top of their head making S/O freeze.

(RO635) "...Sorry, bad time?"

(S/O) "Just...warn me next time before you snap me out of my focus."

12 hummed idly while S/O examined her hand, which was currently beside her, separated from her arm.

(S/O) "How in the world did this happen?"

(AK-12) "Well, you can't just sit on your thumbs all day without doing repair work! Just making sure you're not out of a job."

S/O rolled their eyes at her smug tone, but said nothing as they went about repairing it.

(S/O) "I do repairs everyday while I'm back here, thank you very much."

(AK-12) "Then you won't mind doing one more for your beloved, would you?~"

(S/O) "Isn't it your job to make sure you don't get that hurt?"

(AK-12) "My job is to fulfill whatever Angie tells us. Same for you, as far as I recall."

12's eyes opened slightly as her smile grew.

(AK-12) "And...I'm fairly sure you're not supposed to be treating me like a princess either. But no complaints from me.~"

S/O's cheeks darkened the moment they realized their position: kneeling in front of 12 while putting her hand back gently, which the hand promptly patted S/O's head.

Making their eye twitch as 12 laughed.

If 94 could bow in apology, she would.

However, she was currently laying on the table as multiple mechanical arms set about repairing the damages on her, with S/O standing next to her.

Several bullet wounds were inflicted on her, thankfully mostly superficial, but heavy duty equipment was required.

(S/O) "Good god, how did this even happen?"

(AN-94) "It was my negligence, my apologies S/O. I will have to be more alert."

S/O's hand reached to her lower back, moving her to sit upright as the arms whirred away to give them space.

(S/O) "You better. I don't want to have to do this everytime."

(AN-94) "The last thing I want to do is burden you."

(S/O) "Hey. I didn't say that-"

(AN-94) "But-"

S/O put a finger to her lips, making her blink as her eyes trailed to her lover, who was in the process of covering their mouth.

And failing to hide a blush.

(S/O) "I just...don't want to see you hurt, Ninety-Four."

(AN-94) "S/O"

(S/O) "I said please extend your arms. I have to do final inspection and see if I need any touch-ups."

(AN-94) "...Understood."

94 heard them clearly, but still didn't understand why S/O always seemed flustered saying these kinds of things.

15 stoically turned to S/O as they finished their repairs, allowing her to stand up properly, with S/O gently guiding her up.

She gave a single nod, slow and grateful.

(AK-15) "Thank you, S/O. Your repairs are efficient as always."

(S/O) "Can't have our strongest given to some shoddy engineer, after all."

She hummed in agreement, before taking a moment to bow.

(AK-15) "I apologize for having made the mistake of getting hurt to begin with."

Truthfully, 15 always took the worst of the damage, but that was because she was essentially a walking tank.

Hell, S/O was fairly positive 15 could actually beat the tank to death with her bare hands.

(S/O) "D-Damage is unavoidable. Don't apologize for it. As long as you always come back to me, it's fine."

A moment passed before S/O's eyes widened, in disbelief in what 15 got them to say out loud.

(AK-15) "Is something the matter? Your heartrate has spiked-"

(S/O) "N-Nothing! It's nothing!"

16 raised an eyebrow seeing how kindly S/O attended to her.

Not a moment ago they were chastising her for even taking damage, making S/O work so hard.

(RPK-16) "My, what happened to that foul attitude from earlier, S/O?"

(S/O) "What are you talking about?"

She giggled, tilting her head past the equipment to see S/O tending to her leg.

(RPK-16) "Do you perhaps find peace working on me after all? You don't seem nearly as upset now that I'm here-"

(S/O) "Psh, don't get it mixed up. I'm happy to get you fixed and out of the repair bay."

(RPK-16) "Aw, you do care!"

(S/O) "About my work-"

(RPK-16) "And, you're working on me."

S/O mumbled something, making RPK-16 laugh.

Humans were so prideful sometimes...

Well, all the time really.

[subtexter]

whenever i see this CG from the new event in arknights i can only think

"damn, you wish you were RPK-16 sooo bad..."

[chabby4memes]

Rent free in my brain.

Spoilers for more recent events.

Zero Charge- Apparently J thought Q liked him. I hate the fact that we never saw the end of that conversation, but I wonder if that's why they beef eachother all the time.

J apparently let his mouth run for a little bit longer than he should in a room across from multiple important figures. God knows how he was employed for longer than a day.

Apparently J was a top Bundeswehr graduate. Maybe they need a new military academy.

For the longest time, I thought J and K would be about the same age- but if K was there before J was, I doubt it.

Shaw seems to have died in an assassination. Handed the keys to RPK-16/Pandora to Persica and 'Nadia' who is RPK.

I shit you not, though all the translating/interpreting I've done- I can't tell if the Earl is heading Paradeus by Zero Charge/Isolation Forest- or what the fuck.

Lunasia Von Oberstein was a lunatic cultist, and is kinda back???

Isolation Forest;

Nele revived Gray with Shaw, Persica and Hume's research.

Nele shoots Laplace/Martha/Capita

Hebe is revealed as a snake? Themed nyto.

The revived Gray beats Bramedb and Hebe's combined asses until Morridow intervenes.

Styx is a high ranking member of some 'Pandora?' Foundation, and Paradeus?

Nele and the Commander essentially detain J to get the Elmo (don't ask me about the elmo.)

Laplace tells William to finish the Lunasia surgery, that he's a fuck up scientist that copies others work- and claims Nele as her True Successor?

Apparently Nemhran's non Nyto identity is Hannah Von Oberstein, the mother of William and Lunasia. Who William nytofied became Lunasia said so?

Oh yeah. In Zero charge apparently they are trying to build an underground civilisation?? As a true white zone to save humanity?? Don't ask me.

I literally was only reading to laugh at J the whole time.

Nele showing back up was my prize.

[cerastes]

I sometimes forget Girls Frontline exists but am also suffering from russian gun knower brain so sometimes I'll see you or others tag an anime girl "RPK-16" for example and get stunlocked as I try to figure out what the joke is until I realize that's just her name not like, a weird insult by way of lmg simile

We're not insulting anyone, yeah, we're just thirsty for red flags (figurative, not Soviet).

[razistoricharka]

good news about the body parts a certain girls frontline artist draws rpk-16 with!!!

[commonwealth-operator]

Left to right: My sniper Watson wielding a Heckler & Koch PSG-1 in .308 WIN; Caden, my head of security holds his AR-33, a 5.56 rifle made around the same ergonomics as the PSG-1; Harper, an ex-raider and my bodyguard and battle buddy brandishes her RPK-16.

The PSG-1 was developed in the 1970s following the Munich massacre in Germany, to serve the federal police's newfound need for an accurized sniper rifle for counterterrorist work. It's built around the G3 platform, the standard-issue service rifle of West Germany at the time. Even by the time of the Great War it was considered top of the line in terms of accuracy, ergonomics and reliability, and nothing has changed in the last 200-odd years.

The AR-33, despite sharing the same venerable parent platform as the aforementioned PSG-1, has a much less impressive history. Launched by HK to capture the service rifle market once world opinion shifted to an intermediate rifle cartridge, it arrived too late to compete with the by-then ubiquitous AR and AK74 series. Low demand meant warehouses of the things laying around unused and dirt-cheap, which gave it a sort of second life as a paramilitary rifle in the 1980's. In the mid-21st century it would go on to inspire the R-series assault rifles now common in the Capital Wasteland.

The RPK-16 is an automatic rifle developed alongside the AK-12 rifle as part of the Russian "Ratnik" program in the early 21st century. The RPK concept dates back to the early Cold War as a heavy-barrelled squad weapon compatible with standard-issue service rifle magazines, which could offer a greater volume of sustained fire than a rifle while remaining lighter and simpler than a machine gun. This one is fixed with a Valday 6x LPVO to capitalize on its dampened recoil.

13 November 2289 / Nordhagen Beach

Following the failed hostage rescue at Revere, Rat Patrol parted ways with the Minutemen and took a side job rooting out some super muties in Boston for the nicest family. After failing to settle accounts they decided to just let us crash there as payment.

For the time being, my personal soldiers and l will oversee security at this installation. Ultimately the Minutemen are loyal to their ideals, but I need soldiers who are loyal to ME to rebuild the Militia and protect the Commonwealth. The Minutemen weren't up to the job in '87 and they're not up to it now, that's why they have us running the hard jobs. They don't need to run *every* settlement in the Commonwealth...

[khlebs]

Izhmash RPK-16 - 6.5×53mmR

[sheeproach]

the lesbians on weibo and lofter who draw art of RPK-16 lying on the floor surrounded by sheep carcasses and so on understand her better than anyone else

[11san]

アンジェ/Angelia AN-94 (RPK-16)

pixiv

[rennebright]

RPK-16 by Reia [Twitter/X] ※Illustration shared with permission from the artist. If you like this artwork please support the artist by visiting the source.

[genshingorlsrevengeance]

Could you do insomnia!reader only being able to sleep with the DEFY squad?

(GFL) AK-12, AN-94, AK-15, RPK-16, and Angelia's S/O falling asleep with them

Man, it's been a while since I've gotten a request for solely DEFY, glad to see this here!

12 just hums to herself once she finally detects that S/O is asleep, nuzzled against her neck.

They had finally drifted off after her return, comedically so actually.

S/O had not even gotten out of uniform before promptly passing out when they sat down with her. Making her wonder just how S/O gets by whenever she's off on operations.

(AK-12) I suppose there are worse pillows around here.

Not that she particularly minded the affection, but with S/O latched onto her like this, 12 couldn't really go anywhere.

At least not easily.

12 lets out an exacerbated sigh, her smug expression turning into one of mild annoyance.

Here sat one of the state-of-the-art Tactical Dolls, a combat android manufactured solely for waging war.

And right now, she was a glorified body pillow.

Fantastic.

(AK-12) Now how to get out of this position without waking them up...

94 quietly enjoys having S/O close like this, though it was made a little awkward with neither of them dressed properly for bed.

Not that she exactly had sleepwear, but it could not be comfortable for S/O to still remain in uniform.

Her eyes shifting up and down, she noticed their vitals remained much calmer whenever she was nearby.

Meaning when she wasn't...Were they unable to rest efficiently?

(AN-94) "...Very well. I will ensure that you will get the sleep you require."

Nodding, 94's priorities would shift to making sure S/O was properly resting, even if it meant having to be away from AK-12's side longer than she liked.

But, her S/O was just as important.

After all, they placed the same importance on her if they were only able to sleep with her nearby.

(AN-94) Attempting resting manuever.

94 awkwardly hugged S/O, which gave her a reaction: S/O shifting their head closer to her face, making her slightly blush.

15 didn't particularly care about S/O resting on her. Her physical abilities were barely hampered by them.

Besides, if it helped them rest up better then she had zero reason to not help.

15 at the very least makes S/O change their clothes before sleeping. As they wrapped their arm around hers, 15 let their head fall onto her chest.

15 didn't say anything as she had one hand gently ruffle their hair, enjoying the peace and quiet.

Shortly after she would go into sleep mode herself, but couldn't help herself and instead stared at them a little longer.

Her eyes grew a little softer at the sight of S/O's gentle breathing, not that they would know.

And before closing her eyes, 15's hand deftly snaked its way into holding S/O's, gripping it tightly, but comfortably.

16 found it endlessly intriguing how S/O trusted a T-Doll so much, to the point they could only sleep with her near.

Did humans truly need weapons that badly?

Whatever the case, 16 indulged S/O, allowing them to rest completely in her embrace alone.

(RPK-16) "Truly a moth to a flame, S/O..."

Chuckling to herself, she held S/O just ever so slightly tighter than before.

Even though she wasn't human, this certainly was one of the closest actions she could be doing to feel like one.

(RPK-16) "Perhaps someday..."

Saying nothing else, one hand brushed S/O's hair out of their face as she smiled, 16 staring at them before raising her head to the ceiling, lost in her own thoughts.

Angelia stares stoically at S/O, but the creeping blush on her face betrays her actual thoughts.

Thankfully, S/O was smart enough to be sleeping on her side that did not include the metallic arm, hugging her waist as their head shifted to her neck.

(Angelia) And how am I supposed to be sleeping when you're so needy?

Angelia was well aware of their terrible sleeping habits only being fixed when she was near.

Considering how busy she was, that must mean that S/O was constantly tired.

Oh well, nothing to be done than trying to help catch up with that sleep debt.

Seeing how peaceful they looked, Angelia let a smile form on her lips unobstructed, closing her eyes and feeling their heartbeat.

(Angelia) "...Dumbass."

Despite the 'insult', her voice carried more affection than venom as the metallic hand brushed their face, making her chuckle as their body involuntarily flinched from the sensation.