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@edwardscissorshandsalive
Johnny Depp as Edward
Scissors of White {mxrana}
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He followed her eyes as when she looked down at his hands. His face stiffened up and he tried to hide the hands behind his back as best he could. However the devices as his hands were so big it was hard to keep them out of sight.
âItâs okay. Im just not finish,â he said slowly bringing his hands back to the front of his body, some of the fingers moving up and down and making metal clinking noises against each other.
âNot finished?â Mirana tilted her head a bit, gazing at him in curiosity. She could not help but ask. âWhat do you mean? What happened to your hands?â
He took a step closer to her, being careful to still keep his hands at a distance. He didnât want to draw negative attention to himself. He looked down at his hands and saw as they glistened in the moonlight.
âItâs how Iâve always been,â he said.
Isn't Edward the most precious boi in the world? I wuv him so much âĽ
âOh, thankyouâ
(( Yes he friggen is bless his soul))
Scissors of White {mxrana}
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As the woman walked closer he saw her features coming into view. Her Snow White hair matching with her pale skin and white dress. She wore dark red lipstick however to combat the pale colours which he found interesting. He was much more of an observer after all especially to new sites.
âEdward,â he replied, taking a step forward into the moonlight, his sharp Scissorhands gleaming.
When the man came into the light, Mirana could not help the small gasp that escaped her lips noticing his scissors for hands. She had to stop herself from staring as her gaze shifted to the manâs face. Her fingers began to twitch a bit as she gave him a small grin. âItâs a pleasure to meet you EdwardâŚâ She paused for a moment before she looked down at her feet and back at him. âIâm sorry for staring at your hands. I must say Iâve never seen anything like them before.â
He followed her eyes as when she looked down at his hands. His face stiffened up and he tried to hide the hands behind his back as best he could. However the devices as his hands were so big it was hard to keep them out of sight.
âItâs okay. Im just not finish,â he said slowly bringing his hands back to the front of his body, some of the fingers moving up and down and making metal clinking noises against each other.
Dark Scissors {zombiegirlrp}
The years seem to fly by these days. Ever since his trip down to the nearby town heâd learned his place within society. Out of sight, out of mind. It was what was best for the people he once called neighbours, friends and even a lover maybe. Heâd however learnt the art of ice sculpting which decorated the town in snow, which he assumed no one minded since no one ever investigated the cause of it.Â
He was down in the garden one afternoon just as the sky was adorned in pinkâs, yellows and purples. Trimming the garden sculptures he made was one of the final things he did before settling back inside for the night. This afternoon however was different. While he was trimming he heard the sound of the metal gates opening and he froze in fear, hiding his hands away from the creature that could have intruded, his back facing the newcomer.
Scissors of White {mxrana}
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When he saw that there was a hello coming from where he saw the flowing white fabric he froze. He slowly turned himself towards the sound, hunched over in almost a protective way. He didnât think anyone would be out this late, and he didnât see her when he checked out the window just moments before. She must be fast, he though as he took a few steps backwards towards the house he came from.
âWho is it?â He asked softly, hoping the person behind the flowing white material was someone with a kind heart.
A sigh of relief escaped the Princessâ lips as she heard a gentle voice belonging to that dark figure. âMy nameâs Mirana⌠I apologize if I have woken you.â She approached the house, moving closer to the steps, hoping to see its resident at last but he seemed to be stepping away toward the door. âPlease donât worry. I wonât hurt you. Whatâs your name?â
As the woman walked closer he saw her features coming into view. Her Snow White hair matching with her pale skin and white dress. She wore dark red lipstick however to combat the pale colours which he found interesting. He was much more of an observer after all especially to new sites.
âEdward,â he replied, taking a step forward into the moonlight, his sharp Scissorhands gleaming.
Tim Burton in Edward Scissorhands (1990)
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An Edward Scissorhands keychain baby I got off of Etsy ! đ¤đ¤ He is precious & I love him.
Scissors of White {mxrana}
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A cold windy night Edward was sat on his straw made bed, peering out the upstairs window watching the sun set. He always wondered what the sunset fully looked like sometimes, but going outside at that time of day would have been too risky. He kept his eyes fixed on the fading colours as the sun finally dropped down below the horizon. Hours went by as he watched the clock hanging on the wall on the other side of the room. It was around midnight and he decided it was a time he could go outside. He went down the stairs to the entrance way to the house, opening the door with great difficulty. His hands are made of scissors after all. The door creaked as he opened it and he looked around checking if any lights were on. He wasnât scared of people, more along the lines of he was afraid to scare them. He walked through the streets of Witzend letting his hands creating whisping noises from the wind of the night. Suddenly out of the corner of his eye he could see something that was white and flowing in the wind.
The restless Princess Mirana could not sleep a wink after quite the shocking and disappointment announcement she was to be heir to the throne instead of her elder sister. Pacing around the palace was out of the question as it would have simply led her into madness. Though many sleepless nights consisted of sneaking out of her chambers into the streets of Witzend to spend time with her friends, this night in particular she found herself wandering on her own. Gliding along the quiet streets, she caught sight of the mysterious house that stood in the town. She swore she knew everyone that lived there as she spent quite more time with the people than in her own palace. Curiosity had overcome her as she walked toward it. Then suddenly the door opened and a dark figure emerged. She could not make out what it looked like in the darkness but she carefully approached from behind a shrub. âHello?â She uttered softly.
When he saw that there was a hello coming from where he saw the flowing white fabric he froze. He slowly turned himself towards the sound, hunched over in almost a protective way. He didnât think anyone would be out this late, and he didnât see her when he checked out the window just moments before. She must be fast, he though as he took a few steps backwards towards the house he came from.
âWho is it?â He asked softly, hoping the person behind the flowing white material was someone with a kind heart.
ââIt was the first time Tim and the screenwriter Caroline Thompson had an actor cutting out 85 percent of the dialogue. It seemed to me Edwardâs vocabulary would be limited but in an innocent way. When Dianne Wiest finds me in the castle and asks me where my father is, the line was written, âhe diedâ and I thought that was too knowing of Edward. So I changed it to âhe didnât wake upâ, which opens up a whole purity to the character because death doesnât exist in his mindââ.
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I know itâs rare for me to post twice in a day but just had to share this pic. Had so much fun cosplaying Edward Scissorhands female version. I canât wait to get some liquid latex and the rest of the cosplay together.
Edward Scissorhands by Gus Fink Studios (gusfink on Instagram)
OhEmGee! I really want to cosplay this girl! Thanks to a colleague who recommended this to me. đđđ