🎬 Media literate. Percy enjoyer.

Just a simp.

[moncherpercy]

Sign the Petition

Save Percy

🚨 Guys, listen up! 🚨

If you truly want Percy Hynes White back in Wednesday S3, sign this petition right now. We’ve already got over 3,000 signatures. But it’s not enough. Justice must be served.

Share it everywhere. Post it. Scream it from the rooftops if you have to.

I want my man back on screen, and I’m not backing down.

Xavier stans, this is your moment.

SIGN THE PETITION.

Let’s make that miracle happen 🔥

[merlina95]

Boy-crazy, cliché, Enid Sinclair.

[crissiellen]

Xavier Thorpe, he saved Wednesday and always protected her. He had such a great personality and sense of humour and his artwork was incredible. He was nothing but kind, he cared about Wednesday and the other students.  I think the way he was treated in the show was awful, I loved Xavier, I feel he was better for Wednesday than Tyler, he truly loved her, she was the reason he was arrested and he still showed up to save her life ( for the second time) and I believe if he had continued in the show we would have had a beautiful love story that matches that of Morticia and Gomez. Xavier was a king and the writers should have made Wednesday his Queen.

[psychic-refugee]

Percy's horror film Whistle is premiering at Fantastic Fest 2025.

The advance tickets are all sold out!

Good luck to the cast and hope it's awesome for all who get to go.

[moncherpercy]

Hope this indie horror does well at the box office after release 🔥🔥🔥

[wavier33]

Xavier gets the help of his girlfriend Wednesday and his friends to tickle Alfred and Miles after being kicked off of the show and they bring Steve the tickle gorilla along to help them 🦍

“Alfred Gough and Miles Milar were tied up on the ground in their production studio office, “Hey what’s the big deal? Let us go!” Miles said laughing, “Not a chance this is no laughing matter” Wednesday said sternly, “My boyfriend is innocent he did nothing wrong but yet you framed him for accusations he had nothing to do with” she told them angrily, “We had to do what was best to save our show” Miles said.”

“You just let the wenclair fandom get what they wanted and to tell you the truth there are haters all around the world and why didn’t you guys be the bigger person and speak up and let the haters win? Kicking my boyfriend off the show was wrong on your part and you guys owe him an apology or else” Wednesday said, “Or else what sweetheart?” Miles asked laughing, “Thing? give me a hand here” Wednesday told him then he gave her a thumbs up untying the ropes then Bianca siren sung Alfred and Miles to sleep.”

“Hey Steve! Come over here we need your help! Wednesday called as Steve the gorilla appeared picking both the men up and began tickling him awake making them laugh hard and Thing assisted by tickling their stomachs making them laugh harder.”

“Then Xavier tickled Miles feet and Bianca tickled Alfred’s feet making them laugh. Tyler, Wednesday and Enid helped Thing and Steve tickle Alfred and Miles on the stomach as they laughed hard losing their breathe, “Are you going to apologize to my boyfriend? Say you’re sorry” Wednesday told them, “We’re sorry Xavier! Ha ha ha ha! We know you’re innocent and it was wrong for us to remove you from Netflix we apologize ha ha ha ha ha ha!” Mikes said laughing hard then everyone stopped tickling them “Thank you” Wednesday said firmly then everyone set the men free then left the production studio.”

The End 🤍

[moncherpercy]

[hislittleraincloud]

What the Forks

[moncherpercy]

Any ship is always better than WenClair.

I’d never ship them in real life, only their characters. But we can’t say the same for the ‘Jemma’ gaybies.

Besides, I understand Emma’s discomfort when talking about the ship. She’s 23, while Evie is 16. Her feelings are valid.

Still, it’s very hypocritical of her to say this while talking about WenClair:

“Ship who you want as long as you’re not dragging real-life people into it,”

—Emma Myers

Yes sis, that’s exactly what the Agnid fandom is doing 🫩 Instead of contradicting yourself, why don’t you call out the people who traumatized you (yes, I’m talking about WenClair/Jemma shippers) to stop their fuckery by shipping you and Jenna in real life? Maybe if you gave them a taste of their own medicine, you wouldn’t have looked so miserable at the Wednesday premiere.

The funniest thing is that WenClairs love to preach about morals, while at the same time supporting WenClair sex fanart, even though those characters are underage. I’m not saying all of them, but the popular ones on X (formerly Twitter) are loudly against the Agnid ship while reposting, quoting, and supporting underage WenClair fanart.

So tell me, is that really moral? Supporting underage sex fanart?

I don’t care whether it’s right or wrong. I’m already a young adult, so I don’t mind explicit content. Dare I say, I’ve never had issues with WenClair content regardless of how disgusting it is.

I’m just pointing out how most of them are being double standards toward the Agnid ship. Having beef with a ship that only has a 3-year age gap is a bit… absurd. Don’t you think?

It’s also hilarious that the same WenClairs who hate on this ship are Twilight fans. Edward is 104 years old, Jacob is younger than Bella. What’s the difference, bitch? Both Wednesday and Twilight are fantasy shows. Both have vampires and werewolves. Both are set in high school.

To sum it up, here's my take:

WenClairs feel threatened by every single ship that doesn't involve their fetish fantasy.

End of the story.

[moncherpercy]

Percy Hynes White's upcoming short film is teasing us 😍 I'm intrigued!! Sweepy baby is on the way 💞

I think this is the main poster.

Oh, look at those beautiful green eyes 🫠 Seeing his face here, I’m guessing his character’s a big deal and gets tons of screen time.

Sweepy can come in to clean my bedroom… and maybe clean me too.

[sushiwormfr]

Wednesday and xavier as Victor and emily:))

(Wednesday being a past victim of the Hyde)

Inbox is always open for requests headcannons or suggestions:))

[themillennialsworld]

Tiffany celebrating the release of WSSF on paramount. That third photo though. Proving the point at how comfortable jenna was during this movie and they weren't even filming a scene during that moment. ☕️😏🤷🏽‍♀️

Happy Fall Ya'll 😂🖤

[hislittleraincloud]

Foxglove (NC-17, Wagvier (Wednesday Addams x Agnes Demille x Xavier Thorpe), no spoilers, sequel to Auld Wife’s Huid, 1,666 words)

✨✍🏽🖤✨

Wednesday was usually good at keeping secrets, her usual silence never a tell towards truth or lie.

Her best kept secret wasn't Agnes, it was Xavier Thorpe, though you could say that her best kept secret was Agnes  from Xavier Thorpe.

She would be proven otherwise, of course, since Agnes DeMille had proven herself worthy of her attention, particularly once the Vanisher materialized in Xavier’s art shed one time when they were doing more than painting.

“You can trust Agnes,” Wednesday muttered as she quickly pulled her white dress shirt closed. She shot her a deadly look as a mortified Xavier shifted his hips under her straddle. “Generally.”

Later on in the evening after coupling while Enid was away in the lupin cages, Agnes pressed her palm against Wednesday’s smaller one, the usually stoic lover pushing back almost fiercely.

“Do you think Xavier would —”

“I know what you're thinking, but the proper question would be if I would,” she looked into her densely blue eyes, made denser by the Rayleigh scattering washing away the green that always made them look unbalanced. She sighed. “The answer is maybe. But I'm not asking him, and neither are you.”

Wednesday never specified what “asking” meant, but only because — in the heart-skipping, velvet blur of her afterglow — she had temporarily forgotten how cunning Agnes could be.

She was just like her, and it scared her.

Several days had passed, and it seemed as though she was free of any more hounding on the matter; Agnes had gotten the hint after her third attempt at trying to convince her to invite him to join them was met with an even colder shoulder than usual.

But she would soon rue the moment she’d allowed Agnes to live after her knife-raising prank on Prank Day. 

The plant for today’s Phytotoxicology class turned under the dome: fleshy, fibrous, light brown roots disappeared up the upright green stem, upon which rows of tubular, bell-shaped, sulfur yellow flowers the color of mustard gas drooped along their spikes. It was three feet tall, and Xavier had barely survived the teasing joke he whispered in her ear about her equitable height, but he had grown used to her endless dagger-stares and threats of violence.

He had also annoyingly misplaced his Phyto book back in his room, and even though she hated sharing anything, Wednesday reluctantly opened her book and placed it in the center of the desk for the open book requirement. She wrote as if she were being timed, even though little time had passed since the start of the test.

“What are digitoxin and digoxin? What do they do?”

Digitoxin and digoxin are cardiotoxic compounds found in Digitalis grandiflora and other foxglove species. They directly affect the heart by raising the amount of calcium inside heart muscle cells. 

Xavier flashed a big grin as she sat upright in her chair as usual, though she had pushed it a little closer. He tapped her knee with his, to which her writing ceased.

“You haven't looked at the book once,” he whispered.

“I don't need to,” she continued writing her essay without missing a beat.

He huffed, shaking his head with a closed smile, knocking her knee again, to which she almost playfully kneed back, only harder. He sucked in his breath at the sting and wiped his eye, his amusement still plastered dumbly on his face as Wednesday continued to lock in on her essay.

Digoxin can be used to treat arrhythmias and heart failure in a controlled medical setting, but otherwise in its raw form of the plant, ingestion can cause nausea, vomiting, visual disturbances, arrhythmias, and dea —

She stopped writing again at the feel of something grazing her ankle.

“I’m going to have to reconsider our usual lunchtime tryst if you insist upon playing footsies with me in the middle of our exam,” she pointedly grumbled through gritted tooth.

“Hmn? What?” 

Her eyes flickered down to his feet, which were crossed under his chair.

“Nothing,” she swallowed, feeling the graze again, only this time it evolved into a full cupping of her petite ankle and a stroke upwards to her calf. She recognized the touch immediately.

I'm going to kill her. This time I'm committed.

She scooted forward in her chair so that perhaps Xavier wouldn't notice; except that scooting forward in her chair meant scooting closer to him, as their chairs were at an angle.

Xavier noticed the movement, but his eyes noticed nothing out of the ordinary in her expression, though he sensed a feigning engrossment in the test she was trying to barrel through. He too scooted forward in his chair, their knees now touching. Oddly, she didn't flinch, and instead allowed for the silent affection.

Joyful at the feel of her knee against his, he began moving it as he wrote his own short essay, the side of his knee gliding over bone to caress hers; he could've sworn that she moved back. The grin turned the corners of his lips as he felt the feel of fingers slowly creeping into his lap and towards the crook of his inner leg.

“I knew you’d come around,” he leaned towards her, his voice quieter than before. 

“...To what?” Wednesday was now dealing with keeping her neutral expression as fingers found their way under her panties.

Xavier placed his arm on the desk, still staring at his paper for errors as the hand began to stroke at his thigh. "What?"

He glanced just in time to see Wednesday's widened eyes as her left hand remained pressed against the edge of the desk. 

The horror only struck him as he felt both his zipper peeling down and Wednesday’s hand suddenly clutching his wrist as he nearly jumped back at the sight of absolutely nothing in his lap. His eyes scanned her face; her clenched jaw was visibly biting at itself. It was her way of telling him, "Don't make a scene.”

Mouth slightly agape at the shock of what was happening, Xavier looked towards the specimen in the glass dome as he felt his rock hard erection being fished out of his slacks. At the same time Wednesday began running her thumb back and forth against his writing wrist, he felt the entirety of his cock being swallowed like a sword swallower would: quick and to the hilt. The fingertips he was using to hold his test pages flat against the desk began to turn white, and he hid a grunt with a cough.

Wednesday was watching him, despite the fingers working around her folds; she should have known that this was going to be her evil little girlfriend's bold move once she couldn't feel her head between her legs. But Agnes was skilled with all of her appendages, and her slender fingers were a lot like Xavier’s, reaching deeply inside with a smooth caress once she was well wet.

The invisible mouth was incredibly adept at head, as Xavier surreptitiously glanced down at the nothing that his cock was disappearing into and reappearing from; he had never seen a Vanisher in action while vanished before. He scooted to the edge of his chair and widened his knees, upon which he felt the warmth suddenly slide off his length and be replaced by a fist wrapped around its girth, jerking. He looked down as it became even more a bizarre sight to see, the unseen hand quickly moving up and down before he felt a resuming of the mouthwork, the lips teasing a kiss at its tip before moving over its bulb to hungrily vacuum in its length once again.

Wednesday was still watching, still staring at the side of Xavier’s pinking cheeks, though the fingers moving in and out of her were starting to make noise. She squeezed her kegels, begging the digits to focus on something less susurrus, less wet, though her arousal was soaking her skirt to the degree that she was sure people who noticed after class would think she peed herself. Unfortunately, the tightened floor muscles only yanked her closer to the edge, especially once the hand’s thumb began to press and roll against her clit. She began to breathe short breaths through her nose, her hand tightening around Xavier’s wrist.

Xavier didn't notice, the isometric contraction of his arms keeping him as still as possible while the lips traveled up and down the straining length of his cock, the tongue underneath the hardened raphe wriggling back and forth at the root and then at the frenulum. If he didn't know any better, he would think that it was Wednesday herself underneath the desk. He scrunched his eyes shut, letting slip a another grunt that evolved into a thicker set of deep coughs as he felt the jump in his balls and the sudden pulses of his copious load shooting right down a swallowing throat.

Wednesday would have covered for him with some quick and hollow blows to the back if not for her own orgasm as it cracked through her tightened body like lightning upon the sight of her boyfriend coming; despite knowing it was someone else giving him such pleasure, it still turned her on to watch him struggle to keep as quiet as he could (which for him, was always an impossible feat otherwise). Her head lolled back for a split second as she dug her nails into his wrist as hard as she was biting down, the thumb at her hood stroking softly as her vulva pulsed, just like the premature ventricular contractions she was trying to write about.

At least this time, the invisible hands righted the underwear, patting both crotches as they sat soiled, the evanescent warmth quickly turning cold and clammy as the cotton fabric clung to their genitals.

Xavier sheepishly glanced at Wednesday as she pulled her hand away and continued to write, the color of her orgasm still flushing her face.

“Did you teach her how to do that?”

“Maybe.”

✨✍🏽🖤💜♥️✨

[cyberlull]

Wednesday x Xavier OneShot

࣪ ִֶָ☾. Lovestruck in denial .˚⊹. ࣪𓉸 ࣪⊹˚.

Words : { 273 }

Oneshot, Wednesday x Xavier, teasing, dialogue, fluff

Xavier lay on Wednesday's bed, staring up at her with possibly the stupidest grin she had ever seen. Wednesday sat next to him, staring right back. His hair was out, swept across the bedding, and moonlight from the window lit up the dorm.

After a moment of staring and silence that if not interrupted could be mistaken for a staring competition, Wednesday glared at him.

"You disgust me at times," Wednesday remarked.

"Disgust?" Xavier frowned a little but tried to hold a smirk.

"Yes." She replied bluntly, doubling down.

He pouted. "Why?" He spoke, rolling onto his side, still making eye contact.

"You distract me. You pollute my thoughts and make me waste valuable time that could be spent on the case or my novel."

Xavier stared at Wednesday in disbelief before chuckling to himself, and to Wednesday's displeasure, his stupid grin returned.

"Y'know that doesn't sound like disgust. I think you’re a little backwards."

"I assure you it is.” She snapped back.

“Can’t stop thinking about me, actively seeks out seeing me instead of doing productive stuff…” Xavier said in a teasing tone.

“You’re twisting my words.” She but in, trying to defend herself.

“Paraphrasing, actually. Anyway, that’s not disgust, I think that you're lovestruck.” Xavier's smirk widened as he spoke the last clause of his statement. “Raven turned lovebird, how poetic.”

Wednesday blinked in surprise that Xavier would even attempt to utter that word in relation to her. She would rather be burned at the stake than admit she loved a boy.

“I do not love you. I loathe you less than everything else.”

“Mmmh…yes big difference.” Xavier held his grin and teasing sarcastic tone.

────Note────

Im lazy to finish or turn this into something 🐌

[hislittleraincloud]

Wagnes (Wednesday x Agnes) is legal.

NOT that real-world legality should affect ships (since there are incest ships), but what TF did I say about close-in-age exceptions for the Age of Consent in Canada regarding PHW's purported underage activities? Someone tried to argue me on Twitter about Romeo and Juliet Laws when I brought it up under a completely different fictional context as well (under the Tony Stark thread).

Here are the CURRENT Age of Consent Laws in Vermont:

"Vermont also has a Romeo and Juliet exemption that applies to consensual sexual acts between minors who are 13, 14, or 15 years old, and partners less than 19 years old."

KNOW YOUR LAWS, BABIES, BEFORE YOU REACT LIKE THIS ASSHAT (OR RD)

✨ Sail that ship, my fiendishly freakish friends!✨

ETA: Some shitbird has already asked, "Why should legality be the moral —" BITCH PLEASE. They're in the same age group and Agnes was described as well beyond her years. Chill the fuck out and let them ✂️✂️

[moncherpercy]

Hmm...

Enid has always shown interest in boys and she’s more of a girly girl / touchy type. She deserves someone who can actually satisfy her desires.

(🖐🏻 Thing can also do that... maybe)

Wednesday isn’t physically affectionate and she’s allergic to colors. Too many opposites that make me feel they’d never work out as a couple. Friendship, yes. But only friends.

We don’t know anything about Agnes’s sexuality, But Wagnes would make much more sense than WenClair.

As Uncle Tor said, let them ✂️ Now this is the kind of lesbian ship we need!!

If the writers make the plot predictable, the ginger stalker might just end up with Pugsley. Either way, I'm fine with it :)

[moncherpercy]

Wednesday X Agnes

Found this cursed blessing on TikTok and now I can’t stop thinking about it. Guess I have a thing for stalker-plot romances, huh?

Still, I miss Xavier. Wednesday X Xavier will always have a special place in my heart ❤️

ANYWAYSSSSS

What do we call this ship?? Wegnes? Wednes? Wanes?? Someone start the propaganda, I’ll make the flyers 🦅

[moncherpercy]

Oh my God— what 😳

Can't someone make their fanfic already... I'm dying to read it. I've been seeing the vision for a long time.

I have one drabble and have been thinking about writing a sequel but it goes against my morals and I don't really know how to write smut...

Anyway I dislike the new Lurch 😭😭😭

(Lurch in Season 1 and the actor who played him)

He is soo sooo nwbwiaqbajwwjwhiw

I don't care about the actor btw.

I only care about Lurch. And he's hotttt likeeee 🫠 I know the hair looks stupid... but he's so damn tall, loyal, quiet, wearing a suit, and and....😳😳 I can't say it here it's embarrassing!!

OH AND HIS BODY??? Imagine Wednesday seeing that. Though I think she wouldn't care much and just think that it's basic human anatomy.

LMAO BYE—

[sushiwormfr]

Was feeling inspired and decided to draw my most recent hyper-fixation ship wavier(wednesday addams x xavier thorpe)

I honestly love them sm

Inbox is always open<33

[fiywrblaidddrwg]

The Tim Burton romantic lead archetype. Tall, thin, brooding. Tortured, misunderstood. Impassioned. Looks a little like he might cough blood into a handkerchief.

[moncherpercy]

Larissa Weems 😺

This is the best edit of her I’ve seen on TikTok. Goshhh the song is so raunchy 🫠

Damn, now I’m tempted to write a fic about her… but my idea is really perverted, and I feel guilty 🥹 Some ideas are just too dangerous to ever be told LMAO.