#kitchenblock

[mk-uultra]

[darthskairipa]

[kapyushonchan]

Kitchenblock and The Vampires of Midlands translation

I started translating new projects for advanced and basic suscribers on Boosty - it's vampires again!

Kitchenblock

While the whole country is watching the Olympics-80, strange events are happening in the pioneer camp "Burevestnik" on the Volga. Children mysteriously disappear at night and then return - but not as they were before. Fascinated by youthful freedom and each other, the counselors do not notice how their squads are reviving terrible pioneer legends, and the camp management pretends that everything is alright. The boy Valerka and counselor Igor will have to deal with the mysteries of "Burevestnik". First, they will have to understand whether there is anyone left in the camp who can be trusted.

The Vampires of the Midland

Smolensk is an average city in the middle part of Russia. But not quite. For centuries, it's been home to vampires who (though they allow themselves to hunt humans) still honor the pact that for every kill one of their own must be handed over to the Guardians for an execution. When the bloodless men are found in a birch grove near Smolensk, the peaceful life vampires led is jeopardized. Now the local vampire cell of society under the leadership of the oldest vampire Grandpa Slava, aka Svyatoslav Vernidubovich, will have to find the disturber of the peace in the shortest possible time.

[vorkin]

Пищеблок / Kitchenblock (2021)

[quietparanoiac]

Тебе можно плакать. Тебе можно всё. Ты человек, Наташа.

Пищеблок | Kitchenblock, 1x06 (2021)

[zhivchik]

[alternianative]

Good Enough

Apibom heaved the last of the booth supplies into their hive with a groan - the setup this sweep had been much more sophisticated, thanks to Chiara’s help, which meant way more work to pack it all down… but it had been worth it. Trolls seemed to like the dance-off portion of the booth at least, and a few of them had enjoyed the dance communication aspect with the few drones they’d been permitted to bring. Getting Fluff’s okay on that had been a hassle and a half, but in the end she’d relented.

One last thing… they fetched the bronze trophy they’d been awarded from one of the containers, taking a moment to admire it once more. They hadn’t expected to win anything, let alone place in the top three. To them, it was a sign they were doing better. Fitting in more. A good yellowblood, right? Working with Buffel had certainly helped.

They settled the trophy onto a shelf in the livingblock, out in the open - a clear display of this accomplishment to look at when they were feeling lost or unsure of themself as they often were these nights. With the trophy settled onto its new home, all they had left to do was unpack the rest of the supplies and leftover prizes. Getting a booth was expensive for a lowblood, but since they’d featured Death Dancers this sweep, Chiara had graciously helped cover some of the costs. It had taken them ages to recover from the first sweep they’d gotten a booth. They hadn’t even placed that sweep. Fluff disapproved of the spending without really having all that much to show for it aside from a participation trophy.

As they began to sort through the containers, a loud buzzing sound started up from behind the hive. Api paused, listening for a moment, before going back to what they were doing. Fluff did not often emerge from her own hive these nights, but inevitably she would come inside. There was tension between them, these nights. More than had been in the past - ever since they’d signed on to officially work for Chiara, the queen bee had become more and more distant and disapproving. It left Api wanting to interact with her as little as possible. She was still their lusus, though. There was nothing to be done about that.

The buzzing sound grew louder as the oversized bee made her way into the hive, eventually coming to land on the table in Api’s kitchenblock. They did not immediately look up. “The festival ended today. I placed for team Yellow this sweep.” Api said as they continued to gather leftover candles into a bundle.

’Where did you place?’

Api paused, glancing over to the trophy, and then to their lusus. “Third, in underwater orienteering. I mentioned I was going to do that, right?” They shrugged, then started to pull out jars of honey. They could restock these items - no real profit lost here. They started to stack them on the table next to her.

’You took valuable time away from your duties and did not even manage to win?’

The disapproval was palpable.

Apibom stopped what they were doing and straightened up, placing their hands on their hips as they regarded Fluff. “I thought you’d be pleased I placed at all.” They were, anyway. Why couldn’t she be, too? Wasn’t the fact that they’d gotten a trophy proof that they’d improved?

’If you must insist on slacking off, you should at least put your full effort into it.’

The bee began to clean her antennae as she spoke. The motions read as dismissal to Apibom. A sour feeling cropped up in their gut.

“It isn’t slacking off if it’s officially sanctioned, is it? The Empress herself came up with Bloodfest, didn’t she?” Api folded their arms across their chest. This was ridiculous. Were they not even supposed to have fun, now? “Besides, you weren’t even there. You don’t know how hard I was or wasn’t trying. We were swimming in stormy seas!” It had been a lot of work - a few times Api had worried that they were going to drown out there or something. The lack of support here hurt, deeply.

’A good drone does not cease their work.’

Api rolled their eyes, “well it’s a good thing I’m not a drone then. We’ve been over this, Fluff. I’m not one of your worker drones. I have a job. I have several, actually.” They scoffed, “I think I deserve a little downtime. It wasn’t even really downtime! I was working pretty much the whole time there, too!” Even if they hadn’t really sold anything, it still got their name out. People could seek them out later to purchase honey, or wax, or maybe some of their knitted items.

Fluff remained unimpressed.

’Your job is to be as productive as possible.’

“I was being productive!” They snapped, temper flaring. “I put together this whole thing! Decided the prizes, the dances, I requested the music playlist-- Chiara only helped with some of the equipment and funding. The rest was ALL ME!” They waved a hand as they spoke, pointing to the various pieces they had worked so hard on. “Why can’t you just be proud of me for once?! I work all the time, I never take breaks.”

Fluff seemed to stare at them passively for a few moments before returning to preening herself.

’Doing the bare minimum is no cause for celebration, Apibom. You have gotten it into your head that you will be different from the other workers again, haven’t you.’

It wasn’t a question - it was an accusation.

’You have had this silly idea in your head ever since that ridiculous competition you threw yourself into. When will you accept your place in society?’

Apibom balked, emitting an offended huff as they threw their hands up. “Which is it!? Do you want me to excel, or do you want me to keep my head down and do as I’m told? You just chastised me for not getting first place, which WOULD make me stick out.” They could not comprehend what she wanted from them.

’If you are going to keep up with these silly ideas you should at least be capable of living up to them, but the evidence thus far shows that you are not. Cease this behavior. Accept your place.’

Fluff rose into the air, wings buzzing as she hovered closer to their face. Apibom hesitated, mouth forming a thin line of a frown as they backed up at her approach.

’I am not wrong, and you know it.’

She remained in place for a few moments as if to challenge Api to speak out again - then turned to fly off, back to her own hive. Api stayed in place, staring straight ahead without really looking at anything. This… wasn’t what they wanted. This wasn’t how it was supposed to be, right…?

They looked back to the statue- was it a sign of accomplishment, or just another reminder they weren’t really anything special after all?

[mk-uultra]

Пищеблок 2 сезон 4 серия

[katherineamartin]

That block #diy #kitchenblock #handygirl #maple #cooking so excited for this new addition!

[erinek-xaxxer]

Erinek laughs softly as he sits on the floor of his kitchenblock to watch the chaos. The moths are! Very excited!! To see Burezz!!!!! And he two bee friends!!!!!!!

One of the moths chasing Princess gets distracted by a falling leaf. Oh my gog they are so dumb and soft. And also harmless. Did I mention fluffy?

Erinek opens the door to Save Princess™ and gets swarmed no sooner than he closes the door. The greenblock is a symphony of tiny chirps and fluttering wings.

--Burezz scrambled against the side of Erinek's hive, trying his hardest to reach the window with only a few flaps of his wings. The reason he was here laid directly on his shoulders, where two bees perched, Princess and Olea, his constant companions, buzzed in exasperation at their little prince. He managed to open the window, and he climbed in with a victorious sound, closing it behind him. He was now in the greenhouse, with the moths. Victory. Hopefully Erinek wouldn't notice him just yet.--

Erinek seems to be watching a movie in his Loungeblock, smiling softly to himself as he watches PMMM on the screen in front of himself. He does hear the ruckus in his greenblock though. Who could that bee?

He pauses the anime and stands up, getting in a good stretch before he walks into the kitchen to see Burezz getting curiously swarmed by moths. Of course there is a large window to connect the greenblock and the kitchenblock. Why wouldn’t there bee?

[dietsz]

yes

[quietparanoiac]

Пищеблок | Kitchenblock, 1x02 (2021)

[zhivchik]

[mk-uultra]

[mk-uultra]

[mk-uultra]

Пищеблок 2 сезон 6 серия