#good enough?

"i'd like you to try taking less pain medication."

another gang from my project, this time its those dudes that are tech wizards and may have a god complex or smth (most of them are overworked and tired asl) gonna give u 2 hints for these guys if u want to guess who theyre based off of (which isnt really that hard) most of them have/will appear on the monsterverse except for one guy thats from shinkalion

Ooooo! Alright, I swear I'll get more right this time chat >:3 /hj

Firstly, we very clearly have Ghidorah themself, alongside Good ol' Rodan, who appears to be missing a horn, interesting! :0 Beside them, is who I will guess is the aforementioned Shinkalion guy. Besides them, is Spacegodzilla, (Im so excited for the Supernova trailer to come out, Im all but losing my mind by now, lmao). Next to Space is one of my favorite kaiju designs in the Monsterverse, despite my lack of an Apple TV subscription, Co Cai!!!! Love her sm :] Besides her, is one Im kinda strugglin on, but their arms remind me enough of MUTOs that Ill go ahead and guess, welp, MUTO! Finally, MECHAGODZILLA 2021 MY BELOVED!!! <3 I love Mechagodzilla's design in GvK so much, every one of the scenes featuring MechaGoji are amazing :3

Billy sat beside Max and Lucas and Dustin and Joyce Byers. He was dressed in dark blue and his hair was frown out to his ears and curly. He had glasses and wrinkles around his mouth and eyes. He had three teeth missing from when he did competitive boxing in his mid-twenties. And, the thing Steve most noticed, he never stopped smiling.

Benny had always known Billy Hargrove as “Uncle Billy” and, after Madeline passed giving birth, Steve allowed Billy in like a second parental figure. Billy taught Benny how to cheat on tests, dress for an interview, and cook. And, while Steve’s taught his boy next to everything else, “Uncle Billy” was more than just a friend. And the term “brother” never really fit either.

Steve finds it painful to think of how many years they’d wasted wanting and almost going for it. But, when you’re thirty, what your parents think matters and your kid is the only thing that matters in your life. And then when you’re forty, you’re too tired and busy making school lunches and taking the shifts no one else at work wants. And then fifty rolls around and you think “might as well” just as the other one gives up and backs off. Billy started dating a guy named Seth when he was fifty three. They lasted three months for “personal” reasons. And while you’re sixty, life seems like a really narrow water slide that should be breaking safety code violations.

In Steve’s own, personal, experience, Billy’s the water slide that winds around and around and around in arcs that make your head pop up over edge and moves you around all over.

So, Steve looks at Billy in his suit he wore to Benny’s high school graduation six years ago and the carnation Steve carefully stuck into his pocket before he’d left the foyer to find Benny pacing in his dressing room, and he cries. Quietly. Of course. He’s been doing it like that for years.

And leave it to Billy Hargrove to look up and catch him. To look shocked and see through all the foggy emotions Steve’s feeling. And mouth, ‘Are you okay?’

Steve smiled tightly and felt his ears pop as the bride’s entry began, and he nodded. And in the last seconds he had, he kissed his fingers and held them out towards Billy.

—

“I think I fell in love with you at twenty seven, when you got Benny’s third grade report card. And it was awful. Like, that kid didn’t pay attention any day of the week back then and you could tell. But you sat down, like you weren’t even phased. Like you didn’t care even a little bit. And you told him the consequences. Not yours, but in real life. You’re made love and caring about decisions and honesty. And that’s who you are, Steve. You’re honest and loving and you’ve never blamed a person on their behalf once in your life.”

Steve’s had snot running around his nose and a bundle of tissues wrapped around the lower part of his face to catch the tears, “I’ve got you beat, Billy.”

“How’s that?”

“You remember that day I walked in on you in that hospital room and you were trying to figure out how to put the grown on while only in your boxers?”

Billy faltered and put his cup of soda down on the table in front of them, “Yeah?”

“I was gone, and have been, for you since that day.”

“We’re idiots, Steve.”