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Distracting Hands

Summary: You and Eddie have sat next to each other once a day, 5 days a week for a year where you get along like a house on fire. One day you discover something interesting about your classmate that leads to further development in your friendship. A/N: Part 1/3 of a Eddie x Sunshine!Reader, Slowburn, Friends to Lovers set in school before the events of season 4. This is my first story in a while so any feedback is appreciated! Word count: 3.3K

*This isn't proof read because I wanna post it now and if I stare at it anymore I'm gonna forget how to read*

Part 2

I was raining outside and the class was droning on. Everything had a calm aura to it. The class wasn't rowdy and the teacher wasn't enforcing a great deal of focus from her students. It was nice, but it wasn't an area that inspired extreme focus, so your attention fell from the work and was directed towards your desk mate, Eddie Munson.

The two of you had a very lighthearted relationship. You had been sat together at the beginning of the year and despite the chatter around the school, Eddie was the softest person you’d ever met. At first you didn’t talk all that much, mainly just laughed together at his quips to the teacher. Sometimes he’d toss a paper ball at your head and ask you to “decode what the hell she’s saying?” to which you’d share your notes and explain the work that he couldn’t seem to focus on.

>One Month in<

Once you had shown up late and tripped on your own feet, falling to your knees in front of everybody. Eddie winced and fought the urge to help you up, especially when he heard the scoffs and snickers of the cheerleaders in the corner. His heart was warmed when you stood up with a jump then lazily raised your arms above your head, mimicking a gymnast sticking the landed. A few people laughed and you found your seat where Eddie was waiting with a 9.5/10 sign, written in his book. It made you laugh and call his scoring system cruel.

>Three Months in<

However, it wasn’t until the day he showed up to class to find you completely deflated and blank in the face at your desk that you would consider yourselves ‘friends’. He tried to ask what happened but you only forced a smile with a weak “I’m okay, Eddie” in response that completely broke his heart. He didn’t know why he cared so much since you were practically strangers, but he missed your energy and decided right then and there that he’d move mountains to make today better for you. Since he couldn’t do that, he did the only thing he could think of.

You completely disassociated that lesson, not caring about a word the teacher had to say. When the lesson ended, you moved out of your seat to leave but was stopped by Eddie handing you two pages full of semi-organized notes. “Here, Sweetness.”

The nickname caught you off-guard but not nearly as much as what he was handing you. “Did- Did you take notes for me?”

“Not as pretty as yours,” he shrugged, “but I figured you could spend an hour colouring them like you do,” he teased, referring to your highlighting.

With a small burst of energy you gently took them and snapped your head up to meet his eyeline, ready to defend yourself. “It’s called coordinating!”

“Well, if you don’t want notes like mine, then tomorrow you’d better be your smiley self, because honestly? That was exhausting,” he huffed, rolling his eyes dramatically. You had to bit your lip to avoid laughing at his antics. ”I mean it, tomorrow,” he insisted. “I can’t stand seeing you down and we definitely can’t graduate on my notes, so...” he trailed off, taking a step back while waiting for a response. When you didn’t give one, too distracted by the kind gesture in your hands, he grabbed a scrunched up piece of paper and tossed it at your head, grazing past the side of your head.

You flinched and snapped your head towards him, then towards the paper on the floor, then back at him. “What was that for?” you laughed a little, a small smile breaking on your face.

Eddie shrugged in response, “I haven’t seen you smile yet today.” He smiled when he broke you, watching you giggle and face your attention back to the floor.

You barely had a response, talking to Eddie was unlike anything you’d ever experienced. It was fun and full of energy. “I’m sorry,” you caved. “It won’t happen again,” you joked.

“It better not!”

“You know, it wouldn’t kill you to take some notes every now and then,” you challenged, enjoying the back and forth. “On your own volition.”

“Only if you can figure out how to explain your ‘coordinating system’“ he said, using exaggerated quotation marks in the air before turning to leave, “See you tomorrow, Smiles.”

>6 months in<

After that day, the two of you started to joke like it was second-nature and your year was significantly more positive. He grew fond of you the more he was in your bubbly aura; he related to the way you always had something to say, whether it was a comeback to him or a genuine contribution to the classwork.

You were off sick once and he pouted about it all day, unable to explain his attitude when questioned by the Hellfire club. When you returned he told you to never to it again, “I don’t care how, have a talk with your immune system, I don’t know but this place is unbearable without you.” It warmed your heart to hear so you never missed a lesson again.

It was your favorite class all because of him and yet you never hung out outside the boundaries of that classroom, much to both of your disappointment.

>Back to Present<

Your teacher had began writing notes on the chalkboard, taking a seat while you copied them down, then standing to erase the old ones to make room for more before carrying on. The scratching chalk was inaudible over the rain outside competing with the conversations of your classmates that sat in rows in front of you.

Eddie sat in his usual seat to your left, jacket hanging on the low backed chairs and occupied his time by drawing little doodles in the margin of your notes. A smiley face with crosses for the eyes, a poorly drawn ball of fire, he added a pig that looked more like a koala, a heart (to which he looked up and flashed you a boyish smile), followed by a normal smiley face that he soon changed his mind on and went back to cross out the eyes.

You were so enamored by watching his hands move across your page. Something about how his hands were so perfectly decorated just caught your full attention. Just the right rings and bracelets in just the right places, it was completely hypnotizing.

He had storyteller hands and they were wildly distracting in, at least right now, the most innocent way. In fact, they were so distracting that when you glanced up towards the chalkboard you found yourself about fifteen minutes behind on the notes.

An audible gasp left your lips as you snapped your attention down to your own pen in hand and started frantically writing to catch up, only faltering for a second when Eddie choked back a laugh. You ignored him, assuming he was just mocking your reaction. It wasn’t until he leaned in close to you and whispered to you, his romantic voice echoing in your brain, that you gave him your attention again.

“Textbook.” He was smirking, looking up at you from his slouched position through his eyelashes.

Your attention was bouncing from him to your notes, to the front of the classroom. “Hmm?” Your lips pressed shut as you struggled to understand.

“She’s copying straight from the book,” he clarified, reaching across you to pat your closed textbook. “You can take this down later.”

“Or now,” you argued, for no other reason than to egg his frantic behaviour on.

“Nooooo, draw with mee,” he whined, demonstrating by drawing further onto your page, almost touching your notes. “Come’on, I’ll help you take it down later.”

“Do you even own the textbook?” you challenged.

He mimicked you words back at you with a scrunched up face, making you giggled which caught his attention. “Am I not an upstanding scholar?” You scoffed at his question and he mimed a sword driving into his chest, falling back into his chair.

You were spiteful towards the distance between the two of you, almost pouting as he left your personal space.

Unmoving from his slouched position, he kicked your chair, jolting it enough to jostle you in your seat. “Relax, Sweetness. You know I hate seeing you stressed.” He wasn’t lying. For the duration of the year, if you were ever going grey for whatever reason, Eddie would find a way to cheer you up with his dramatic antics. He’d mouth the words the teacher was saying in a dramatically aristocrat, inaccurate voice dub, or you’d look over to see him struggling to read the notes while the book was upside down. He’d keep asking for your help until you turned the book around. He once told you ‘you’re too bright to look this sad” and that’s when the butterflies began. He said it in a comedic tone but he only ever enforced his unspoken promise, as he continued to do in this very moment. “Give it a rest and i’ll help you study at my place. Bring your textbook.”

“How’d you even know it was from the book?” Your ‘But Why/Can I Poke It?’ personality took hold in situations like these, always feeling the desire to poke the bear.

“Well.” Jolting upright from his seat, he pulled it closer to the desk, resting one arm on the desk and dropping his chin into the other, locking his Bambi eyes onto yours, twinkling as he teased you. “I actually pay attention in these lessons.”

“Excuse me?!” You whisper-shouted in disbelief “You WHAT?”

“You don’t think so?” He countered, mimicking your tone of voice.

“Eddie Munson, you are the poster boy for distraction and disfunction.”

He smirked and jutted his chin in your direction, “You think i’m distracting?”

You scoffed and shook your head, choosing to yank your paper out of his reach so he couldn't use it for his mini sketches anymore.

Eddie grumbled with narrowed eyes, almost growling in offence and kicked your leg lightly under the table. Biting back your smile you kicked him back and the two of you played a lazy game of footsie until he kicked your chair so hard it moved and kept his leg resting on the chair.

Under the desk you reached over and scratched at his knee, exposed from his ripped jeans in an idle attempt at pushing him off. You didn’t think anything of it until he yelped and kicked his knee lightly on the bottom of the desk. A few heads turned but no one’s attention was as grappled as yours and they turned back to their own conversations. “Oh shit!” You gasped. “Are you okay? I’m sohorry.” You couldn’t help but giggle a little, not after you heard him yip like that.

He was smirking to himself as he rubbed the top of his knee, “Nothin’ to worry about.”

His reaction caught you off guard. Eddie wasn’t one to be shy. At all. But he didn’t make eye contact again as he picked up his pen in both hands and fiddled with it on the desk. He didn’t initiate conversation again. Did you do something wrong? You definitely didn't do it too hard, but how could it have been too soft- Oh.

“Munson?” You questioned in a sweet voice, feigning innocence. He didn’t respond so you gave him a quick poke to the sides to which he flinched and squeaked once again.

Biting the inside of his cheek but still letting himself smile as he shifted in his seat, angling his waist in the opposite direction. You could see the dual grip on his pen getting tighter

“Eddieeee?”

“Yes, Fiend?” He maneuvered his face so you were nearly nose to nose, poorly biting back his smile as he locked you into eye contact once again.

“Are you-?”

“Absolutely not.” You started wiggling your fingers in the air as your hand got closer to his side, not yet touching him. Without breaking eye contact he huffed out some giggles through his nose, smiling a little wider but refusing to give in to his laughter. “Youuuuu are making a grahave mistake, Sweetness. Is it really worth it?”

“If you yelp like that again it will be,” you laughed, inching your fingers closer to scratch at his side. He did indeed flinch, rapidly turning his head in the opposite direction as he brought his arms up to cross over his chest. “Eddieee.” You spidered your fingers, scritching on his sides with a little more pressure, watching as he squirmed in silence until he flinched again and turned to face you.

“Okahay. Princess.” He grabbed your hands in his, bringing them to the halfway mark between the two of you. His eyes were bright and he opened his mouth, presumably to bargain but you were having none of it.

“You’re like, REAALLY sensitive then huh? If you won’t even let me-” You cut yourself off to pinch at his ribs, to which he nearly jumped out of the chair.

“Y/N-” He lightly slapped your hands for daring to attempt. “Listen-”

You put your hands right back, “I’m listening, it’s adorable.” With zero hesitation you pinched and scratched lightly at his sides, not wanting to cause enough of a scene to make this stop.

“HE-EY!” He folded his arms in and shrunk into his seat, smile now nearly splitting his face in half, his loud reaction almost catching the attention of those around you. When he realized you were in the clear, he bent forwards, arms still crossed and nearly resting his head on the desk to suppress the giggles bubbling up in his throat.

You coo’d at his reaction and nearly squee’d when he slowly shook his head in disbelief of the situation, embarrassed by the attention and even more so by your reaction. “Eddie, common, that’s precious.” Still smiling and maintaining his turtled position, he looked up to see your beaming smile as you tilted your head in adoration, not unlike that of a puppy.

Groaning, Eddie turned red in the face and put his head to the desk, completely bashful in attempt to salvage what little of his dignity he had left. “Don’t be embarrassed it’s cute.” You encouraged, leaning in to whisper in his ear, smiling so hard your cheeks hurt.

He jumped a little when your voice appeared closer than expected but made no effort to move.

Retreating slightly you scanned the classroom. The rain outside had picked up a little, raising the volume of chatter in the classroom. You were often glad the two of you were seated at the back, as Eddies antics tend to catch the eye. But right now? This was in your favour and you were planning to take full advantage of it.

Your bright smile morphed into one of mischief and you raise both your arms, moving your hands to have each one stationed either side of Eddie’s shoulders, scooting your chair as close as you could next to him. As light as a ghost you sprinkled your fingers on each ear/side of his neck as best you could through his mane of hair, “Eds, get up, you’re in class.”

“A-AHa!” Jumping in surprise, he raised his shoulders to his ears, jolting into an upright position, hair flouncing as he did and you could swear that his smile left a trail of sunshine as he moved. “HEY! HEY.”

“Hey, hey” You shrugged, laughing at him as if it were a normal conversation.

Eddie’s quick movement caught your arms in his switch in posture, your right hand grabbed his shoulder for stability and your left fell in surprise as he drew back, now resting comfortably on his ribs. The placement of your hands made him shiver and you harked a victory laugh in response, not yet moving your hands.

“You dohon’t hahave to doho thihis,” he pleaded, eyes big and sparkling.

“No, but I reaaaallly want to. Hold onto your pen again if you need to,” you mocked, dropping your right hand to his waist, giggling as he flinched.

“Yohou’re relehentless.” He was holding his hands up in defense, elbows as close as he could to his torso, struggling to maneuver his long limbs in the lack of space he’d created for himself.

“Oh please.” You rapidly grabbed at either side of his torso, it was like fighting a bucking bull as he dropped his head to his chest, grabbing and wresting with your hands, struggling to keep his laughter to a minor volume. You made it easy on him, giving him little breaks to suck in air but it wasn’t enough to not have him bouncing around in his seat to fight you off.

“Y/- y/nnnnn cuhuhuht ihihihihit ahahahaaout!”

“WHAT? I thought you loved being the center of attention,” you shot your hands into the top of his ribs for a second before dropping them to his hips.

He barked out a laugh then immediately grabbed your hands before they could touch his hips, pinning them to your shared desk. “Nooohohohonononono. No!”

“Soft spot?” You smirked, having the absolute time of your life.

“Don’t get smahart with mehe, Sweetheart.” He tilted his head to the side, sitting up to his full height, his deep eyes bore into yours and you felt butterflies flutter around in your insides.

“How can I get smart? I never pay attention,” you snarked, continuing his staring contest. He was too distracted by your eyes to speak, giving you the chance to speak. “I wouldn’t threaten me now, Munson. You still owe me.”

His smirk widened again back into the full smile you loved so much. Eyes still locked onto yours, he spoke “Is that right?”

You nearly faltered at the vocal fry in his voice, sometimes you forgot how deep it naturally was when he wasn’t pitching it up in excitement. “That’s right.” As you spoke you heard the bell ring over your heads, dismissing you to your next class. “Forty minutes of note taking. Gotta help the underachieving fiend I am catch up on todays lesson.”

Eddie debated making an accusation about you being the fault of the wasted lesson but he wasn’t going to miss this opportunity. “Alright, page 46. Bring your text book.”

“Meet at your place after school?”

“You got it, Sweetheart.”

You went to move out of your desk but noticed the warmth still on your hands before you did. “Eddie,” you choked.

“Hmm?”

“You have to let go of my hands,” you felt your cheeks get hot and felt slightly embarrassed knowing the class would soon be empty and your teacher would just see you and Eddie holding hands, staring at each other in the back of her classroom.

“Do I?” He questioned, enjoying the returned dynamic of him joking at you, beaming smile staring him down.

You looked down at his distracting hands once again and tried to convince yourself they were the only part of him that had you entranced. ‘Snap out of it, moron’. You shifted your hands out of his grasp to skitter your fingers over his hands in a tickly motion. “Unless you wanna loose yours,” you joked, pulling away and collecting your stuff, missing his gaze as you did.

Eddie didn’t move immediately, he watched you scramble out of your seat, gathering your stuff and shoving it into your bag in a frenzy. Typically he hated this part of the day where the two of you would part ways and he wouldn’t see you this intimately. Your relationship was reduced to bright smiles and obnoxious waves in the hallway when you’d pass which just weren’t enough for him. Fridays were the worst since he wouldn’t see you for the whole weekend. But today? it was only a matter of hours until you were reunited at his place.

AT HIS PLACE?

Eddie began to internally panic, he had to get home as soon as possible and clean before you came by. His place? You knew where he lived, why would you suggest his place?

Not noticing his internal alarm, you shuffled away, making a beeline to your next class, muttering your usual “Bye, Eds.” That warmed and stung his heart every day.

Eddie followed your lead after a moment, grabbing his stuff to leave, but not before noticing what was left, caught up in his mess. Your textbook. He smiled and took it with him, somehow it calmed him from his hysteria, knowing that soon he’d see you again to return in and when he did? it was going to be completely vandalized.

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boydykedoctor · 2 years

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josephandjamie · 2 years

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A loira pode chamar a atenção dele, mas claro que se tiver uma morena bonita ele olha tbm. Até pq, homens né hahaha

Joseph tem cara que pega muita mulher, tipo daqueles que come quieto, mas não daqueles que nem liga p dia seguinte, ele ainda é fofo e educado com as garotas que pegam. Conseguiu entender hahahahah

Com certezaa

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osborgs · 3 years

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Stranger Things: tudo o que sabemos sobre a 4ª temporada

Faz mais de um ano que não vemos um episódio novo de Stranger Things. Dá saudade, né, minha filha? A série da Netflix que conquistou nossos corações está indo para a sua 4ª temporada e, por causa da pandemia do coronavírus, teve suas gravações atrasadas. Mas a produção está a todo o vapor e um teaser foi lançado recentemente, nos deixando ainda mais ansiosas para saber o que vai rolar pela frente.

Por isso, juntamos aqui tudo o que sabemos até agora sobre a 4ª temporada de Stranger Things.

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EntretenimentoStranger Things: Millie Bobby Brown tenta impedir ator de dar spoilers8 abr 2021 – 17h04

EntretenimentoStranger Things: amizade entre Steve e Dustin foi um “acidente” no roteiro6 abr 2021 – 17h04

Atenção! Se você ainda não chegou a essa parte do seriado, é melhor deixar a matéria para ler depois, afinal, ela pode conter spoilers.

Ela está mesmo acontecendo?

Sim! Depois de ser interrompida por causa da Covid-19, as gravações de Stranger Things voltaram com tudo. Mas, segundo Gaten Matarazzo, o Dustin, elas estão longe de terminar, já que o o cronograma da série, iniciado em 2020, foi interrompido. Em entrevista ao Collider, o ator disse que as gravações tiveram que se adaptar e estão sendo colocadas em pausa diversas vezes. Tudo isso faz com que seja difícil dizer quando elas irão acabar.

O que será abordado?

O final da 3ª temporada deixou os fãs com o coração na mão com a ~suposta~ morte de Hopper, interpretado por David Harbour, que desapareceu ao tentar fechar o portal do Mundo Invertido. Para nossa alegria, em umas das primeiras imagens da nova temporada, foi anunciado que o xerife está vivíssimo. “Nem tudo são boas notícias para nossos ‘americanos’; Hopper está preso longe de casa, na nevosa terra de Kamchatka, onde ele enfrentará ameaças perigosas – humanas… e outras.”, disseram os Irmãos Duffers, criadores da série.

A verdade é que Hopper está mantido como prisioneiro na Rússia e precisará escapar do inverso rigoroso para retornar a Hawkins, o que vai ser difícil, visto que na época, por volta dos anos 80, a relação do país com os Estados Unidos não era nada boa. Com isso, nós sabemos também que as gravações serão feitas em outros lugares, não apenas em Atlanta, como até o momento. Algumas cenas foram gravadas, inclusive, no Novo México.

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“Enquanto isso, nos Estados Unidos, um novo horror começa a surgir, algo que estava enterrado há muito tempo, algo que conecta tudo. A temporada 4 está se tornando a maior e a mais assustadora já feita, e mal podemos esperar para que todos vejam mais. Até lá, orem pelos americanos”, disse os diretores. Será uma temporada perigosa e estamos ansiosa para isso! Será que nosso grupo de amigos favoritos irá visitar o Mundo Invertido, para deter essa nova ameaça?

Paralelamente, iremos desvendar o passado de Eleven (Millie Bobby Brown), bem como os seus poderes. Como contamos aqui, o ator Matthew Modine, a.k.a o Doutor Martin Benner, está de volta ao set. Ele é considerado um grande vilão da série e também o Papa de Eleven, já que a “criou” e a utilizou como cobaia de seus experimentos. Essa é a realidade que será explorada na 4ª temporada, como mostrou o último teaser lançado pela Netlfix. A cena divulgada mostra crianças carecas e de avental brincando em um quarto com um arco-íris no chão. O Dr. Benner entra dá bom dia e diz que tem “algo muito especial planejado”. Depois, ouvimos uma respiração ofegante, que tudo indica ser de Eleven.

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Outra novidade é que Steve (Joe Keery) e Robin (Maya Hawke) provavelmente estarão de emprego novo, já que a sorveteria Scoops Ahoy, onde trabalhavam, foi destruída junto com o Starcourt Mall na batalha final da última temporada contra o Devorador de Mentes.

Como apontaram algumas imagens da gravação, teremos um novo ambiente de trabalho para Steve, em uma locadora de filmes chamada Family Video.

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Stranger ThingsDivulgação/Divulgação

Em novembro de 2019 foi divulgado também o nome do primeiro episódio. Será Chapter One: The Hellfire Club (Capítulo Um: O Clube Hellfire em tradução livre). A série virá com uma pegada mais sombria e assustadora.

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Novos Personagens

Teremos novos personagens, sim! Robert Englund, interpretará Victor Creel: um homem perturbado e intimidador que está preso em um hospital psiquiátrico. Eduardo Franco, será o Argyle: um viciado em diversão, entregador de pizza e o novo melhor amigo de Jonathan Byers (Charlie Heaton). Jamie Campbell Bower, famoso por contracenar na saga Crepúsculo e em Os Instrumentos Mortais, fará Peter Ballard: um homem atencioso que trabalha como ordenança em um hospital psiquiátrico. Sherman Augustus, fará o Tenente Coronel Sullivan: um homem sensato que acredita saber como deter o mal em Hawkins. Mason Dye viverá o personagem Jason Carver: um atleta bonito e rico namorando a garota mais popular da escola. Tom Wlaschiha será Dmitri, um guarda prisional russo inteligente e charmoso. Nikola Djuricko vai interpretar Yuri, um contrabandista russo imprevisível que adora piadas ruins, dinheiro vivo e pasta de amendoim crocante. Joseph Quinn vai ser Eddie Munson, chefe do clube oficial de D&D da Hawkins High, The Hellfire Club.

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Outro ator que se juntou ao elenco foi o irmão de Maya Hawke, o Levon Hawke. Ainda não sabemos quem ele interpretará, mas pelo visual, deve fazer parte do Hellfire Club.

a new character was spotted filming at the video store pic.twitter.com/Fx0J1lIjC0

— best of stranger things (@badpostst) October 22, 2020

Será a última temporada?

Pode ficar tranquila que a série não irá acabar tão cedo, mesmo com o clima de desfecho da 3ª temporada. “A quarta temporada não será o fim. Sabemos qual é o fim e sabemos quando será”, disse Ross Duffer, em entrevista ao Hollywood Reporter.

Quando ela será lançada?

A expectativa é que ela seja lançada ainda em 2021. Mas, com o atraso das gravações, pode ser que ela venha só em 2022. É difícil, nós sabemos, ficar dois anos sem assistir Stranger Things.

E aí, animada?

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