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halloweentv · 4 years

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Celebrate Halloween time on Disney Plus. You can think of it as your own DIY “Disney’s Halloween Treat”

Halloweentown movie seties

Marnie discovers she is a witch and visits Halloween town while learning more about her powers

Hocus Pocus

The Sanderson sisters come back on Halloween night for revenge.

Mom’s got a date with a Vampire

Adam and his sister set up their mom on a date so they can sneak out. But they didn’t expect her date to be a vampire.

The Nightmare Before Christmas

Jack akellington daocovers Christmas and tries to take over.

Frankenweenie (movie & Short)

Victor loses his dog Sparky but brings him back to life with some

Girl Vs. Monster

The daughter of two monster hunters must take on a monster of her own.

The Simpsons

Treehouse of Horror episodes. Every season has an episode early in the season that parodies horror and other pop culture. Classic Halloween specials...at least the first few seasons for sure.

Big Hero 6

s1e22 Obaki Yashiki

Hiro visits a haunted house and keeps seeing Tacashi around the city.

So Weird

S2e07 Boo

On Halloween Fi finds the town they’re in filled with strange trick or treaters.

Suite Life of Zack and Cody

S1e19 Ghost of 613

Zack and Cody find out there is a legendary haunted room in the hotel.

Gravity Falls

S1e7 Summerween

Gravity Falls loves Halloween so much they celebrate it in summer as well.

Phil of the Future

S1e15 Halloween

Debbie is revealed to be an evil cyborg

Even Stevens

S2e11 A very scary story

Louis realizes the kids at school are turning into zombies without eyes.

Lizzie Maguire

S1e24 Night of the Day of the Dead

Kate disrespects Miranda’s artifacts from the Day of the Dead.

Boy Meets World

S2e6 Who’s Afraid of Cory Wolf

Cory goes through some changes and he thinks he may be becoming a werewolf.

Lilo & Stitch

S1e5 Spooky

It’s Halloween and an experiment turns people’s worst fears into a reality.

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A list of 6(7) episodes that all connect at the same Halloween event it was marketed as “Monstober Spooktacular Weekend”

Jessie

*S4e18 The Ghostest with the Mostest

Stuart warns the kids about a ghost named Abigail.

Girl meets World

S2e18 Girl meets world of terror 2

Riley and Maya meet a ghost!

I Didn't Do It

S2e18 The Bite Club

A fortune teller predicts bad luck for Logan.

K.C. Undercover

S1e24 All Howls Eve

KC dresses as a spy for Halloween to impress a new boy.

Best Friends Whenever

S1e9 Cyd and Shelby's Haunted Escape

Cyd and Shelby teleport to New York and get stuck in an escape room with Riley and Lucas.

Austin & Ally

S4e15 Scary Spirits & Spooky Stories

A trip to New York inspires three spooky stories

-Also part of the crossover event but on Netflix as of Sept. 2020

Liv and Maddie

S3e5 Haunt-A-Rooney

Liv and Joey travel to New York for Halloween

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I didn’t do it

S1e18 Next of Pumpkin

At the Holla!-ween fest, Garrett is stuck in a corn maze

Jessie

S2e1 The Whining

The kids go trick or treating while Jessie fights exhaustion

S3e1 Ghost Bummers

Jessie and the kids throw a Halloween party.

S323 The Runaway bride of Frankenstein

Jessie doesn’t know how to respond to Brooks’ proposal.

Best friends whenever

S2e6 Night of the were-diesel

Austin & Ally

S2e1 Costumes & courage

Jimmy Star asks Austin to perform at his annual Halloween costume party

S3e20 Horror stories and Halloween scares

Power outage leaves the friends locked in Sonic Boom over night.

Ultimate Spider-Man

S2e21 Blade

Spider-man fights alongside vampire hunter Blade to stop Dracula

S2e22 The Howling Commandos

Spider-man teams up with the howling commandoes to save his friends.

S3e10 Halloween night at the museum

Jessie and Spider-man team up to save Halloween.

S4e20 Strange Little Halloween

Trick-or-treaters begin turning into real monsters.

Phineas and Ferb

S1e9 One good scare ought to do it!

Isabella is inflicted with an extreme case of hiccups.

S1e 22 The Monster of Phineas- -Ferbstein!

The grandparents tell the boys about Ferb’s ancestor.

S3e14 That’s the spirit! /The curse of Candace

The kids encounter a strange boy who is convinced his house is haunted.

S4e18 Terrifying Tri-State Trilogy of Terror

In this Halloween episode, our characters, star in three terrifying tales.

S4e19 Drusselsteinoween/Face your Fear

When Doof inherits a castle, Vanessa moves her Halloween party.

S4e30 Night of the living pharmacists

Dr. Doof turns people of Danville into Doof-zombies

Wizards of Waverly Place

S3e2 Halloween

The wizards hire real ghost to keep the sub station the best haunted house.

Hannah Montana

S1e17 Torn between two Hannahs

Miley’s look alike cousin goes to the Hollywood Halloween party and tries to expose Hannah’s identity.

Kim Possible

S1e14 October 31st

When Kim lies about not wanting to go trick or treating with Ron there are some unexpected consequences.

That’s so Raven

S2e2 Don’t have a cow

Raven uses a spell book it make her costume better b it she ends up turning into a cow.

Proud Family

S2e2 A hero for Halloween

Penny eats some scary snax and gets super powers.

A.N.T. Farm

S1e14 Mutant Farm

S2e13 Mutant Farm 2

S3e12 Mutant Farm 3.0

Halloween themed episodes based on each seasons premiere.

Shake it Up

S2e5 Beam it up

Flynn thinks his neighbor is an alien

S3e25 Haunt it up

Flynn challenges Deuce and Ty to stay the night in a haunted house.

Kickin it

S1e12 Boo Gi Nights

On Halloween the Black Dragons are expected to wreak havoc.

S3e15 Temple of Doom

The gang host a Halloween party at the temple

Milo Murphy’s Law

S1e20 Milo Murphy's Halloween Scream-A-Torium!

Zack doesn’t think anything about Halloween can scare him anymore.

Star vs. the forces of Evil

S2e11 Hungry Larry

Star and Marco help Mr. Diaz create the scariest Haunted House on the block

The Adventures of Ichabod and Mr. Toad

The classic tale of Ichabod Crane and the headless horseman

Donald Duck

Trick or Treat

Donald plays a trick on his nephews but a witch helps them out.

Mickey Mouse

Lonesome Ghosts

Mickey, Donald, and Goofy run a ghost exterminating agency.

Goof Troop

S1e29 Hallow-Weenies

Pete and Goofy get captured by ghost so Max and PJ need to rescue them.

Duck Tales

S1e65 Ducky Horror Picture Show

A group of monsters rent Scrooge’s convention center for their meeting.

Mickey Mouse

S1e10 Ghoul Friend (2013)

S2e8 The Boiler Room (2014)

S2e19 Black or White (2015)

*The Scariest Story Ever: A Mickey Mouse Halloween Spooktacular (2017) (hopefully this will be added to Disney Plus soon)

Recess

S3e34 Terrifying tales of recess

Bitch tells the kids three scary Halloween stories

Recess: Taking the 5th grade

Spinelli believes she is too old for Halloween

Ravens Home

S1e11 The Baxtercism of Levi Grayson

Booker and Levi try to fool a ghost-hunting classmate.

S2e16 Switch-or-treat

Raven and Booker switch bodies on Halloween.

S3e10 Creepin’ it real

On Halloween, a spooky new neighbor moves in.

Sonny with a Chance

S2e18 A So Random Halloween special

Shaquille O’Neal hosts a Halloween special.

Good Luck Charlie

S2e12 Scary had a little lamb

Teddy and Ivy take Charlie trick or treating but an annoying kid ruins their night.

S3e16 Le Halloween

Teddy and Spencer celebrate their anniversary and Amy dresses as a kangaroo

S4e14 Fright Knight

Teddy and her friends decide to go Halloween caroling.

Stuck in the middle

S2e18 Stuck in a merry scary

Harley hopes to prank Rachel

Fish Hooks

S2e5 Halloween Haul

The gang go trick or treating outside the tanks.

Gargoyles

S2e7 Eye of the Beholder

The Gargoyles are able to go out on Halloween night. Meanwhile Fox becomes more of a wolf.

Twitches

Reunited twin girls discover they have powers.

Twitches too

When a new evil threat arrives, it’s up to the twitches to save Coventry.

Doug

S1e8 Doug’s Bloody buddy

On Halloween night rumors circulate that Skeeter is a vampire.

S3e6 Night of the living Dougs

Doug’s friends and family are too busy to help him make a Halloween costume

The Emperor’s New School

S1e20 The Yzma that stole Kuzcoween.

Yzma sets out to destroy the annual Kuzcoween holiday.

Honorable Mentions

Bizardvark

S1e12 Halloweenvark

S2e12 Halloweenvark: Part Boo

S3e7 Halloweenvark part 3: Mali-boo

Crash and Bernstein

S1e2 Scaredy Crash

S2e2 Health-o-ween

Mighty Med

S1e3 Frighty Med

S2e3 Liar, Liar

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todragonsart · 4 years

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The taste of wine - Chapter 1 - Siege-O-Ween Oct 29th

Prompt: “I suppose, my secret’s out”

I welcome everybody back! It’s been such a long-long-long time, since I actually enjoyed writing something. I mean, times like that happen to any kind of writer or artist, and I’m just so happy to be out of it. This was so much fun, and why would we stop at just 6000 words? Come on!

Okay, honestly, I wanted to stop. I wanted to write a shorter one, but it kept going and going and going and now I’m planning like... 4 more chapters and a prologue :’) DoN’t HuRt Me PlEaSe <3

As always, I can’t thank @r6shippingdelivery and @freedert95 enough for helping me with the beta-reading. You two are absolutely life-and-sanity-saving and I love you both very much.

Oh and also, this is for @dualrainbow‘s Halloween event, so thank you guys too, for resurrecting me from the dead!

I hope you enjoy!!

“I want you to help me die.”

Mike turned towards the man standing on his right, eyes wide with shock. He let his gaze wander, just for a second, on the other. His tall, proud posture, his handsome face, basking in the dim candle light, his gentle, green eyes now looking at him full with hope, expecting help. How could a so-called monster look this innocent, the soldier couldn’t fathom. Why would he want to die? And more importantly, why would he want to be killed by somebody like Mike?

In his wondering, he almost missed the way the other’s lips pulled into a small smile. “You won’t help me, will you?”

Lifting his chin a bit, Mike looked the other in the eyes and he couldn’t help, but think ‘what a waste’, but shook his head anyway. “I will.”

The man seemed caught off guard- almost surprised for a second, but his smile widened as hope filled him even more.

Mike shook his head, looking away. What a waste.

But how did he get into this situation in the first place?

The Boogie-man. Zombies. Ghosts. Mummies. Werewolves. Monsters . Mike Baker had never really understood them. He understood the concept, and the literature, but he didn’t understand the need. It was just the need to be scared. Or even more, the need to force the fear of darkness into the shape of something understandable. Because that is what all these so-called supernatural monsters were, weren’t they? Just images made by scared children on a moonless night. A howl? A wolf! A growl? A zombie! A mug falling down? Definitely the leftovers of a dead person. Not the wind. Obviously not the wind.

Mike never said that he didn’t believe that something was hiding in the dark, far from it - being a soldier, facing new threats every other day made him learn that in fact there was always something around the corner, ready to attack. But nonetheless, he was sceptical of the supernatural.

Living in this world for 54 years he never met any kind of supernatural monster that could have been killed with only silver, salt or fire. In fact the only monsters he met were people. People acted way worse then any animal or entity ever could, hurting others and themselves, acting selfish and rude, being agressive and stupid. Obviously not every person, but he was facing terrorists, he believed he had seen the worst of worsts. He had seen men murdering innocent people, he had seen organizations turn children into mindless soldiers and he had seen mothers killing their loved ones and then themselves for the ‘greater good’. He had seen a lot. Like a lot . But he had never met any kind of supernatural monster, so yeah.

He had every right to be sceptical, and ironical, because he did not understand the fear of the unknown and darkness like a normal person did. Howls? There was no werewolf able to sound as a friend dying from an open wound. A growl? The unhappy sound of a terrorist being cuffed. A mug falling down? The reaction to a newly found biochemical weapon. No monsters, just people. Bad-people.

He started to feel bad for the monsters in books, tv shows and poems at one point. All that screaming, shouting and wanting to capture or kill them… Why were they the ones being chased? That was the other question. Why were the monsters always bad? Why would a werewolf or zombie or mummy or anything attack the human beings, like they did in the stories? To hunt them, taste their blood and eat them and their brains? Oh come on.

The fact that sharks don’t even like the taste of human meat must mean something!

But it could be the blood... All animals had blood, why would a vampire attack that one human being, when they could hunt a calm cow, or something. Much less screaming, much less effort, much easier target.

And don’t even start with the brain bullshit. Why would anything try to eat the brain?! The people mindlessly attacking others for being a little bit different than they are were empty anyway!

And also, why would a demon or spirit or whatever the fuck attack humans after their life? What if they are stuck and just need help? What if they just want to be friends?!

He believed in ghosts, tho, he did. But not the… ‘the white sheet with two holes for the eyes on it’ kind, obviously. He believed the ghosts of the past. The screaming in his nightmares about the wars, the eyeless people standing behind him in the mirror, the feeling of his mother’s gentle hand on his shoulder.

Ghosts.

But not the hollywood ghosts scaring innocent people. His own ghosts. Some of them were bad, some of them were good, even soothing. Mementos of his childhood, his first love, his daughter. Good ghosts, who never wanted to hurt him, in fact most of the time, they helped him in their own way.

And after all… everything started with a ghost.

The ghost of his father.

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When he first noticed the familiar figure, he was in the middle of buying baked beans in the supermarket. He was all alone, thinking about calling Penelope after dinner, to ask where would his grandson want to go this year for a little Trick-or-treating during Halloween, minding his own business with the cans, when he noticed a tall, dark figure just outside the shop’s front window.

He didn’t even notice it first, but when he felt the unmistakable feeling of being watched, he looked up, right at the dark figure. The long coat, the old hat, the wide shoulders; he caught himself thinking, Dad…? But his father died at least thirty years ago, so yeah. It was kinda suspicious.

He looked around, trying to find out if anybody could see the figure, and as he looked back, the window was empty.

Strange.

But the ghost of his father had never been a bad omen. Maybe he should visit his grave. Or perhaps it was a reminder that he forgot to put on his watch this morning, the one that once belonged to his father.

Shrugging, he went back to pick the beans and that was it.

Or so he thought.

Because, not long after this, he noticed the figure again. He was just arriving to his boat after a disgustingly long day of work, ready to open a beer and crash on his couch, when he saw the familiar silhouette from his peripheral vision. He turned his head, but as the last time, the figure was gone.

Mike lifted an eyebrow. It was his father’s birthday coming up soon. Heh. Motherfucker never missed a chance to make people wish him happy birthday after all.

Shrugging it off again, he entered the boat, and did as he planned with his beer and couch.

But obviously, it happened again. The tall figure standing patiently, just looking at him from afar when he arrived home, bought his supplies, walked down the streets. The well known shadow never moving, never looking like it was alive, never changing.

He once even noticed the figure standing at the docks, as if waiting for him to get home. It was strange and the feeling of being watched never seemed to disappear.

The last straw was when he noticed the shadow during the night he was with his daughter and grandson, Trick or treating, having fun. He almost missed it again, the silhouette standing in a dark alleyway just the other side of the road. As he saw the shadow there, Mike got furious all of a sudden. Hanging around, waiting for him was one thing, but bugging him during family times? A real jerk move.

As he noticed, he immediately stopped in his track and turned towards the figure, stepping down the pathway. His gaze was fixed on the figure that looked like its usual, frozen self, but as it noticed his attempt of getting closer, it did the strangest thing: it moved.

It wasn’t a scared wince or anything a normal human would do when they were discovered doing something bad, it was just a surprised lift of shoulders and a slight tilt of hat, but it was something . And as Mike took one more step forward, the figure did the same thing backward. And that was when the good omen of his father turned into a human monster, because who else would follow him around every night just standing still and watching. He had a stalker. One of the most disgusting kind of monsters.

His instincts kicking in, he reached for his gun, but the second he touched it an ear-rippingly loud car honk pushed him out of his state of mind. He was standing in the middle of the road and a very angry driver just honked at him again.

Looking at the man behind the wheel, Mike sniffed and let his gun slip back into its holster. He glanced back at the figure, but that motherfucker was gone. Of fucking course.

Great.

Not caring for the loud honking at all, he turned back and stepped on the pathway again.

A stalker.

Glancing back at the other side of the road, he lifted his chin, looking around.

A ghost? A stalker? A monster, maybe. A human one, who was apparently afraid of him.

It didn’t matter. It was time to end their relationship.

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Except the figure disappeared.

Not in the term a ghost would, because Mike still felt like he was being watched, but he didn’t see the silhouette again. It pissed him off, but he was smarter than giving up. Instead, he turned to his team.

He asked Marius - one of the best tinkerers the world has ever seen in his opinion - to install a few cameras around his boat, so that he can monitor every movement from within his home, and Marius - although a little bit weirded out - delivered. Mike was satisfied, he finally got a chance to get ahead of the mysterious staker, now all he needed to was to be patient and he never had a problem with that.

He waited for three weeks without seeing the shadow again, but on the fourth Friday, he finally caught it on record. Since the cameras were recording live, and he spent his nights sitting in front of them, he just caught a glimpse of the figure’s coat. It was fucking four in the morning, and he was doozing off before, but the second he saw the movement, he got on his feet and reaching for his gun, he rushed to the exit of his boat, all tiredness forgotten.

The adrenaline was rushing in his ears as he burst out of the door, gun in hand. It took him just half a second to find the figure in the darkness, then he was already charging towards it, running like he never ran before.

“Stop right there!” he shouted and again, he caught the figure off guard; it winced from the sudden sound in the otherwise peaceful night. It looked around, trying to find a place to hide, clearly trying to escape, but the old soldier was fast. The moment the figure turned away in an attempt to run, it made a mistake and Mike caught it’s arm in his iron grip. The force of him tugging at the figure efficiently knocked it’s hat off just to reveal a patch of sweaty, ginger hair. He lifted an eyebrow, tugging at the arm again, trying to get a better look, but the figure just seemed to have more than enough of this abuse.

Knowing all too well that trying to slip from Mike’s grip was a useless motion, it instead planted its feet and turning on its heels it kicked the soldier on his side, efficiently knocking the air out of his lungs. Wheezing, Mike immediately let go of the arm, gasping for air. Growling swears he looked at the figure, but it was on the run already, making distance between the two of them.

Spitting, Mike got himself together, and rushed after the figure. He had been waiting for this fight since Halloween and he wasn’t going to let that motherfucker run away once more. The figure was fast, but Mike was angry, and it made him more dangerous and reckless. He had no problem keeping up with the pace, in fact, he was catching up to the shadow step by step. He was ready to finish this.

In their chase, Mike kind of forgot to look where he was going, but it didn’t really matter. The only thing in front of his eyes was the prize of finally catching this motherfucking stalker, the changing of landscape around them didn’t matter at all-

Until it did.

Mike had no idea how, but they ended up in the more abandoned corner of Hereford. There were mostly suburban areas or empty factories on this side of the town. How did they even get here!? He looked around in concern, taking deep breaths. He had no idea, he only started to notice everything around him just now.

He still had the figure right in front of him, but their distance started to grow as his legs got tired of the running. The adrenaline in his blood slowly faded away, and with that, his energy did too.

He soon noticed himself gasping for air, his sight getting a bit blurry, slowing down, which was- not a problem namely because the figure was heading towards the last building in the line, which turned out to be a… a church? Really? A church.

Before he could ridicule the shadow in his head, he saw it run straight up the front stairs of the building, and the next thing reaching his mind was the loud band of the door being shut.

Taking big gulps of air, Mike let himself collapse on the ground, eyes fixed on the building. This might have been the strangest night of his entire life, and it was far from over. Giving himself a few minutes, he just sat there, watching the building, kind of waiting for the figure to escape again, but there was no movement around the church. Odd.

He wiped the sweat off of his forehead and stretched as he stood up. Twisting, he popped his spine and with a low groan he approached the church. He couldn’t see any movement around the door, but as he stepped on the first stair, he noticed how a light had been lit in the window of the church tower. So, there was somebody home.

He pulled his gun out - just in case - and stepped to the door, slowly pushing it in; it wasn’t even properly closed. Holding his weapon as steady as possible, Mike stepped in. It was pitch black. Grimacing, he fished his small flashlight out of his pocket, turning it on. The narthex was empty, only a few old benches left, waiting since god-knows how long, for people who never came.

Mike looked around and noticed a smaller entrance door. Stepping there, he glanced inside the nave and seeing no movement, he entered. Looking around, he lowered his gun a little. Rows of benches, hand-made pillars, a few old, wooden sculptures of Saints here and there, with their additional little plaques of info. Mike hummed, directing his flashlight at each of them. There was nothing unusual, really just a worn down little church. He didn’t even know that there was a church in this part of the town and he has been living here for a good 10 years now.

Getting deeper into the building, he started to measure the space in his head, trying to find the stairs into the attic. It was a small church so it was not many places where they could hide the way up. His hard guess was behind the main altar, so he made his way there, making sure he was as silent as possible.

As he arrived into the crossing, he stopped to take a quick look into both of the transept sides, that was when he noticed it. It wasn’t a big thing to notice, but it was strange on its own. On one side he saw an old Virgin Mary, the other held an equally old St. Joseph. Squinting, he glanced back at the other sculptures in the nave. All of them were old, but otherwise clean. The benches were left to rot, but every statue was in the best shape, not a single part missing or paint being spotty.

“What the fuck?” Mike heard himself whisper, but glanced in the direction of the main altar. The Jesus there was in the best shape possible. Mike shook his head, and stepped up to the main altar. He glanced at the sculpture, tilting his head a little. “Listen, if he is just a strange fan of mine I won’t hurt him, but otherwise… I can’t promise you anything. Don’t come after me later, okay?” with a smirk, he shook his head. Always an atheist.

Behind the altar, he noticed a small door, hidden from even the front rows. Getting more and more relaxed in this very strange situation, he lowered his gun completely as he entered the small door and there he found it. The stairs to the attic! According to the soft lights at the top of the stairs, he found what he was looking for.

He switched off his flashlight and started to climb still as silent as possible. He was about… 99,9% sure the stalker knew about him, but still. This time, he wanted to be the one hiding in the dark.

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He was around half of the stair when he heard some kind of a rustling under his boots. He froze in the middle of his movement - not wanting to be heard -, and looked down in a slight panic. Squinting, he leant down; a plastic bag? Okay, what now?!

He gently stepped off the bag and lifted it up in the weak light of the staircase. Mike’s eyes rounded as he recognized the object in his hand. It was a very strong bag with rows and rows of writing printed on it, informing the handler about the date, the place and the type of blood. 0-. Mike closed his eyes and opened them again, hoping that the plastic bag would… maybe miraculously turn into fairy dust and butterflies, but the plastic bag remained. Normally he was okay to see this bag, it was a useful little object, you know, saving lives here and there, but- this one was empty. Why the fuck was it emtpy, it was clearly used before. He glanced up at the top of the stairs. Okay what the fuck.

Taking a gulp of air, he stuffed the bag in his pocket and continued his way up. As he got to the last few steps, he first noticed a door on top of the stairs, and it being slightly open, he heard a soft sound. Stopping yet again, he tried to concentrate, and soon could make out the sound of fabric rustling and gentle tones of a piano.

Getting more and more confused, he finished his journey up, lifted his gun in front of himself, and without knocking or giving any warning, he burst into the attic, just to be greeted by a pair of green eyes fixed on him. He lifted his eyebrows. He has seen this look somewhere, but he couldn’t, for the love of god, tell where.

The eyes belonged to a - very - handsome face of a young man. He had elegant and sharp features, with a bit of arrogance hidden in his posture. He was without a doubt attractive, but Mike couldn’t care, because the young man had locks of ginger hair on his head, and who had that as well? His dear stalker. So he pointed the gun at the other, who was annoyingly calm.

“It took you long enough to get up the stairs. Might be the age,” said the stranger, with an amused little smirk. He looked away, down to the table and reaching out he poked on the phone laying on the surface. The soft piano stopped. “I started to get worried.”

Anger building in him, Mike gritted his teeth. “Who are you? Why are you following me? What do you want? What the fuck is this?!”

The stranger smiled at that, looking back at him, never noticing the gun. “My name is Olivier Flament. I have been following you, because I need to ask you a favour. I would like to ask for your help in an important matter. As for what… I believe this is my home.”

Struck by the strange honesty of the other Mike blinked a few, lowering his gun just a tiny bit. “What matter? Why were you following me?”

“I told you, I need your hel-”

Mike cut in. “Why were you following me everywhere for almost three months?”

The man fell silent, he glanced at the table. He almost seemed… shy?

“Spit it out!” Mike grumbled, making the other look up. His posture might have been calm, but his eyes were like the sea before the storm.

“I didn’t know how to approach you, see my lifesty-”

“So you decided to follow me, even with my family and when I try to catch you, you run? Almost not suspicious.”

Olivier looked at him for a few long seconds, trying to figure him out. It has been harder than he planned so far, and if he didn’t play it cool, he would get into a deep problem. “Look, I didn’t mean to scare you, but-”

“Oh you didn’t scare me.” Mike lifted his gun, pointing straight to the other’s head. “You made me angry. ”

The young man turned his head down, now looking guilty. “I didn’t mean to. I would never hurt you or your family, I swear to God. I need your help. Please, just listen-!”

Mike watched him, standing there, one hand on the table, leaning there a bit, trying to move away from him. He noticed something… inhuman in this man, something otherworldly. The posture, the face, the eyes… It was so strange. Not unpleasant, far from it, just odd.

The soldier lowered his gun a little, and took the plastic bag out of his pocket, throwing it in front of the other. “What is this crap?”

Looking down, Olivier hummed. “That’s my favourite. I probably had the same type back in the Dark Ages, and now I find it delicious.”

Mike’s grip on the gun tightened. “Quit the jokes, mate!”

The young man didn’t answer, he just glanced to the left. Following his eyes, Mike looked away, just to see a little fridge. It had an open cooler bag in front of it, what had about 10-15 similar blood packs in it. He looked at the man again, grimacing in disgust. “You are sick.”

The other shook his head. “I am really not. Don’t think that I enjoy drinking human blood in particular. It is not a very exciting diet after 800 years, but it does what it needs to, and still better than starving, or hunting and hurting the innocent.”

Mike glanced at the bags again, and then back at the man standing in front of him. “If you tell me, you are a fucking vampire, I will vomit.”

The sides of Olivier’s mouth pulled up into a gentle smile, and crossing his arms in front of him, he nodded. “I suppose… my secret’s out.”

“You are joking!” Mike blinked.

Olivier shook his head with that amused little smile. “No. And you didn’t vomit. Surprising.”

The soldier shook his head. “You are crazy!”

“Says the man who chased another through a town, gun held high, ready to murder.”

With an unamused grimace Mike rolled his eyes. “You should be happy that I’m just holding my gun and not using it.”

“Not to sound too smart, but that wouldn’t do too much harm on my body. See, this is the problem. As far as I know, I’m pretty undestroyable.”

Mike lifted an eyebrow. “Huh?”

Olivier nodded. “If you would like, I can show you,” before finishing, he already reached for a letter opener on his table. It looked sharp, and he held it out for Mike to see, then without a heartbeat, he pressed the edge into his own palm.

For reasons unknown, Mike immediately reached out, to catch his hands before he could hurt himself, but confusion hit him even more, when there was not a single drop of blood coming out of the wound. In fact, the raw flesh - or at least what was supposed to be the raw flesh - did not look the way it was supposed to look like. It was not red and healthy, but grey and… there wasn’t any blood. Not a single drop.

Mike slapped his palm across his mouth, and shutting his eyes, he took two steps back, turning his face away. There was no blood, there was no smell, there was nothing . Nothing human. What the fuck. Now he felt like vomiting. He looked up at Olivier. “What the fuck is… What!?”

The man looked at him and humming, he put down the letter opener. He picked up a piece of fabric, wrapped it around his hand. It didn’t really serve any purpose other than hiding the disturbing wound from Mike out of pure sympathy. It wasn’t an easy thing to see. “You seemed very confident in yourself just a second ago.”

“Fuck.” With a huge sigh, Mike held back his dinner, and taking a deep breath he adjusted his posture. “Okay. Okay. Let’s pretend, for a second, that I believe you. What do you really want? What kind of help do you need from me ? Do you want to eat me, or something? That is why am I here?”

Hearing this, Olivier suddenly seemed annoyed. “If you would just calm down a little, I would tell you everything!”

“Get on with it!” Mike shouted suddenly, with his gun held up again.

The man- or vampire- or what the fuck stood there, mouth slightly open, eyes helpless. He bit his bottom lip and turned his head down again, lifting both his hands in a soothing motion. “Please... “ he glanced up at him again, almost scared. “I know exactly how this sounds, alright? But I… I don’t want to cause harm to you, I swear. I wanted to introduce myself to you, but I have spent the last… forty-something years of my life being in- being alone, and I had no idea how to approach you! This is the truth, I don’t- I don’t want to hurt you, you are not my type! I do not even enjoy hunting humans, all that screaming and blood and waste…” Olivier shook his head slowly, looking Mike in the eyes. “I swear. I don’t want to eat you, I don’t want to harm you, I’m more than happy with those bags. I genuinely need your help!”

With jaws clenched, Mike watched his every move, considering his options. He slowly lowered his gun, and side-eyeing the vampire, he turned around to observe the surroundings. It was a way of getting used to the situation, and also it was a test of the other. He wanted to see how Olivier reacts to him in his own home, if it could even be called that. With a frown, he looked around.

The attic was spacious, with a few smaller windows built into the roof. It was divided into two, a smaller room, which reminded him of an office, that was where they were standing. It had a heavy, old table - Olivier waiting patiently beside that - pushed under a window, close to the wall, an equally old leather chair, a few cabinets with papers, candles, smaller and bigger containers, a small, locked chest, and other unusual stuff piled on them and the fridge with the fantastic blood bags in it.

The other half of the attic was just behind Olivier. Not knowing what to expect, Mike looked around. He didn’t see a bed or a coffin or anything where somebody would be able to rest comfortably, but he had a hard guess that Oliver - if he was truly what he said to be - didn’t really need sleep. However he saw an old couch and two nice armchairs in front of a- a- a bookshelf. Well. A bookshelf was a very, very weak expression. It wasn’t just one bookshelf, he saw at least three or four of them, and each one was stacked with books. And not just the shelves, no, there were books everywhere. Everywhere. It looked like a motherfucking library over there. Piles of books behind the couch, around the armchairs, stuffed into the window slots, put on the beams and around the columns. It was so messy, yet amazing, Mike couldn’t help but let an amused little snort out.

He looked back at Olivier, who was still standing next to the table, waiting for him, without a single movement. He didn’t take a breath, he didn’t blink. Sniffing, Mike lowered his gun completely. “A vampire?”

Olivier nodded.

“How old are you?”

“As far as I remember, I have been turned-” he hummed. “ around AD 750-850.”

Mike lifted an eyebrow. “What do you mean ‘around’?”

Olivier cleared his throat, looked away as if he was embarrassed. “We didn’t really have birth certificates back then and my memory is kind of blurry from a 1200 years of perspective, don’t judge me.”

Mike hummed. “Is this your real name?”

“I have been called many names over the years, I don’t know if you have noticed, but it’s sort of suspicious if somebody uses a name for 1200 years, but don’t worry. For those who I wish to get close to myself I am Olivier Flament, yes.”

“Why are you talking like this…? I’m a simple man.”

“Then you might know that old habits die hard.”

Not being able to hold back, Mike smirked at that. “Touché.”

Olivier nodded gently. “Would you like to ask anything else?”

“Who turned you? Are there more of you?”

Looking away, Olivier started to fidget with the phone - actually an iPhone - on his table. “I don’t really know who turned me and I don’t know about the others. To be honest, I don’t wish to have any connection with them anymore. I have had enough, especially since the so-called “Dracula” figure ruined our reputation in popular culture.”

Lifting his eyebrows, Mike almost burst out laughing. “You are- you are hurt by the movies?”

“Since they tell false facts, obviously yes.”

“Why don’t you correct them, then?”

Now it was Olivier’s turn to lift his eyebrow. “And how do you expect me to do that? March over, knock on the silver gates of Hollywood and say ‘Excuse me, we do not actually sparkle under the sunlight, says me, an actual vampire!’ or what? I’m not a fool. As soon as I tell the humans what I am, there would be one of these two options: one, they would want me to turn them into vampires as well, for the fun of living forever, or the second, they would panic as the herd of animals they are and chase me until they either catch or kill me. Not like they would succeed in any of these options, but it’s easier for me to just lay back in silence and busy myself with the old knowledge of the early ages.”

Mike, taken aback, just shut up for a few seconds, lifting his palms in a protective gesture, but it was for the looks only. He somehow did not feel the need to protect himself anymore, in fact, Oivier reacting so seriously to a simple joke put him at ease. He liked it here, and he found himself being interested in the other. It was still a far-fetched idea, and he was still 60% sure that he will wake up on the ground in his boat, with a few empty bottles of whiskey around him, but this wasn’t so bad after all. The vampire seemed almost nice, and he was never really down to judge at the first glance, so why not wait and hear him out?

Noticing his own rambling, Olivier fake-cleared his throat again and turned down his head. “I’m sorry.”

“I assume you have been saving this up since a very long time.”

“Indeed.”

With a small, amused smile Mike shrugged. “It’s okay. But if you don’t want to tell people what you are, why tell me?”

“I have heard about you before, and I trust that you won’t tell my secret to anybody. I believe you could help me with my problem. I know it is very hard for you to understand my reasons and drive, but I put my trust into you.”

Mike narrowed his eyes. “What do you need my help for?”

“I want you to help me die.”

In his wandering, he almost missed the way the other’s lips pulled into a small smile. “You won’t help me, will you?”

Lifting his chin a bit, Mike looked the other in the eyes and he couldn’t help, but think ‘what a waste’, but shook his head anyway. “I don’t enjoy murdering people, but if you have a good enough reason I will. But you have lots and lots of explaining to do before we get to it.”

The man seemed caught off guard- almost surprised for a second, but his smile widened as hope filled him even more.

Mike shook his head, looking away. What a waste. He didn’t like the idea of killing the other. He kind of started to like him in a very twisted way, but he understood why somebody would want to die after 1200 years of living in the dark.

Olivier stepped closer to him, offering his hand gently, a smile as bright as the sun.

Mike glanced away with a low sigh. “What have I gotten myself into? Mike Baker, by the way.”

“I know!” with a soft laugh, the vampire shook his hand. “I told you, I have heard about you. And as for what… Let’s just sit down, and let me tell you my story first, okay?”

Stepping back a little, Mike looked him in the eyes. After a long pause, he nodded. “Okay. You can start with how you know me.”

Olivier nodded, and stepped into the other part of the attic, gesturing towards one of the armchairs. “Have a seat.”

Mike put his gun on the big table and followed Olivier into the ‘living-room’. He looked around a bit, observing the piles of books here and there and with an amused smirk, he sat down. The armchair creaked under his weight and he frowned. “How long since you invited anybody here?”

Olivier looked at him, sitting down on the couch. “This is a fairly new place for me, truth to be told, I have only lived here for about ten years. But in the term of having interaction with humans and other vampires… It’s been just about thirty years or so. I prefer being alone.”

Nodding, Mike kicked off his shoes and put his legs on top of a strong pile of books. Olivier rolled his eyes with a smile, but he didn’t say anything. “So,” Mike began. “Why me?”

Fidgeting with his fingers, the vampire looked away, and then back at Mike. “I knew your grandfather, and also your dad.”

Let me know what you think!! <3

#dragonwrites #dragontries #dualrainbow #siege-o-ween 2020 #r6s #rainbowsixsiege #fanfic #fanfiction #r6s Thatcher #r6s Lion #r6s Bandit #r6s Jäger

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kazimakuwabara · 4 years

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This Bites part 1

Summary: It’s spooky-weene time. Time for vampires. After a fight against a rather “bitey,” demon, Kuwabara is starting to feel a little strange.

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“Okay! I’d like someone to get this motherfucker off my back-YOWCH!” Kuwabara’s loud complaint cut off as razor-sharp teeth, like what you might expect from a shark, sunk into his neck. Feet with talons were digging into the small of his back, and winged arms wrapped tight around his arms, desperate to keep Kuwabara still.

“Any day now guys! He’s fucking eating me!!” Kuwabara shrieked, cursing as he tried to buck the guy off.

Diagonally to the left, and back by a good three yards, Yusuke, Kurama, and Hiei battled their own sharp-fanged, winged demons.

“Alright, everybody back the fuck up!” Yusuke snarled firing off a spirit shotgun into the hoard of demonic attackers. Screams shrilly rang out from their foes, and those that fell over dead soon turned to ash.

“What type of demon are these!?” Yusuke shouted towards Kurama.

Kurama, in the middle of coiling his whip around a demon’s throat, hastily answered, “Not sure, I haven’t seen these before!” and then with a jerk, he snapped the creature’s neck, it too fading away to ash.

“Kuwabara’s blacking out!” Hiei snapped, his voice unusually hurried, and fighting to be void of emotion. But the concern he was normally good at hiding, had broken through the cracks as he watched the demon on Kuwabara’s back continue to chomp at Kuwabara’s throat, and Kuwabara sink slowly to his knees.

Kuwabara’s stomach turned at the loud sucking coming from behind him. It was gross knowing the demon was trying to use him like a juice box. Feeling a little weak, Kuwabara did let himself sink to his knees... but then rocketed himself backward so he could slam the demon’s head into the ground.

The blow was enough to get the monster's teeth off of Kuwabara's throat, and then in desperation, Kuwabara exploded a blast of spirit energy behind him, slicing his own side in the process. But he had struck the demon clinging to his back, and howling in misery, it kicked Kuwabara away from him.

“Oh thank God... I’mma pass out...” Kuwabara muttered, the back of his neck bleeding freely, along with his side, and small of his back. He pressed a hand to the back of his throat, coaxing his energy to try and heal up some of the damage, a skill Yukina and Genkai had been helping him learn.

But he’d only just started, when the demon was on him, rolling Kuwabara over, with a crazed look in its wild eyes. His clawed hand was clamped on Kuwabara’s mouth, and Kuwabara bit until he drew blood.

The demon screeched, and pulled his hand back-and then was cut in half by a silver sword. Both parts of the demon fell to different sides, and then Hiei was leaning over Kuwabara, guiding Kuwabara’s hand to the back of his neck where Kuwabara's wound bled.

“Heal yourself,” Hiei snapped, nostrils flaring and eyes blazing.

Kuwabara blinked sluggishly, not sure if he could now.

“Heal yourself, Kuwabara!” Hiei snapped, his hand over Kuwabara’s and pressing it harder to Kuwabara’s wound, “Stop the bleeding, or I’ll stop it for you, and you won’t like it!”

Rather than wasting the energy on glaring at Hiei, Kuwabara tried to heal his wounds with what strength he had. He felt the back of his neck close up... almost... but then Kuwabara was really and truly running out of energy and blood.

Hiei’s face twisted into a snarl, the white of his teeth gritted in anger. He batted Kuwabara’s hand away and pressed the palm of his hand to Kuwabara’s wound.

“I’m sorry,” he said.

And then Kuwabara was on fire, and everything went dark; Yusuke’s and Kurama’s scream echoing in the air and following him as he lost consciousness.

Kuwabara woke face down on a soft bed. He was so comfortable he groaned in delight.

Kurama’s soft chuckle caught his ear, and then the words, “Well, I guess you’re feeling pretty good then...”

“...K’ama?”

“I’m assuming the medicine I have you on is making you mispronounce my name?” Kurama said, tone affectionate but also still full of sarcasm.

“Smart-ass...” Kuwabara mumbled, his throat dry and words slurred.

He tried to roll over, and Kurama stopped him with a gentle, but firm hand.

“Easy Kuwabara... you’ve been out over a day, and your back and neck are... well burned,” Kurama’s words were full of remorse, and apology. In a hurry, Kurama tried to explain and justify Hiei's actions, “Hiei had no choice but the burn your injuries closed. You were on the brink of death and we needed to stop the bleeding...”

If Kuwabara had the strength he would have said he understood. He wasn't going to get bent out of shape about Hiei saving his life. No matter how he did it.

As Kurama went on to explain what happened, and that Kuwabara was on some medicine for the pain, Kuwabara reached back and touched his back. Kurama has said he was still injured... but Kuwabara didn't feel that bad. Just drugged. His hand slapped against a sticky poultice of some sort there... and then underneath that... just his skin.

He felt no wound and no burn.

He fumbled for his neck, despite Kurama’s sudden outburst of, “No!” and found the same thing. Unmarred, smooth skin.

“Kurama... m’fine. No burns.” Kuwabara mumbled sluggishly.

He turned his face to look at Kurama who met his eyes startled.

Then the fox demon was on his feet, examining Kuwabara’s back for himself.

“But... they were just there last night... you had... you were going to have these horrible scars. The one on the back of your neck was literally Hiei’s handprint!”

Kuwabara swallowed, running his tongue over his teeth, “Mmm... thirsty.”

Kurama’s face was twisted with shock still, but at Kuwabara’s words, he shook himself a little bit, “I’ll... Let me go get you something to drink. Stay down.”

Of course, as soon as Kurama was gone, Kuwabara was sitting up.

Licking his dry lips, Kuwabara tried to blink through the haze o whatever demonic pain reliever was coursing through his skin. He hated demon world pain killers... they lasted way too long and made him loopy for days. They worked... but still.

“Kuwabara! I said to stay lying down!” Kurama scolded as soon as he reentered the room, looking surprised and frustrated that Kuwabara had gotten up.

Kuwabara held out a wobbly hand, “Thirsty.”

“I guess I should be happy you seem to be almost 100% good as new...” Kurama sighed, giving Kuwabara the glass, but hanging on to it to help control how fast Kuwabara wanted to drink it.

Despite Kurama’s interference... Kuwabara still managed to slam it in a few large gulps.

Drinking it helped Kuwabara's throat feel a little better.

But he was still thirsty after he was done.

Kurama was frowning, “I really can’t explain where you burn wounds went...”

Kuwabara offered a lopsided smile, held up a swaying arm, and then flexed once.

Kurama, finally smiled, and chuckled before patting Kuwabara’s head, “Yes, I suppose you are very strong... but why don't you try and sleep a little more? I’m going to examine you, and I know you must be tired.”

Kuwabara ran his tongue back over his teeth. He was tired. Still thirsty too... but for now he supposed sleep would win. He'd at least be able to think a little clearer if he got some more rest. Laying back down on his stomach, he pressed his face into his pillow.

“Everyone okay?” Kuwabara managed to ask, that question still plaguing him before he could give in to sleep.

Kurama’s hand was on his shoulder, and he leaned close, “Everyone’s fine Kuwabara. You’re the one who gave us a scare. Rest now.”

Kuwabara caught the scent of earth and roses. It was Kurama’s usual scent, but it seemed heightened somehow. It made Kuwabara simultaneously hungry and thirsty...

But sleep was winning, and Kuwabara let himself nod off.

#kazi fanfic #yyh #yu yu hakusho #Kuwabara #Yusuke #Hiei #Kurama #weeeeeeellllllllpppp i'm doing this.#blood #burns #Ya'll can guess where this is going #But its all in good fun #Kuwabara's prolly going to flirt with everyone #just because #maybe have a couple later? we'll see.

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corporalcaptainnincompact · 6 years

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🎃 and 🕯

Yay! I’m so excited to have an ask.

How do I celebrate Halloween? Well, October is my favourite month of the year and I try to do as many Halloween activities as possible. I often joke that it’s the closest thing I have to a religious holiday. This year I’ll be throwing a dog Howl-o-ween party at work which is going to be lit if I do say so myself. My dogs will be hosting dressed up as Hawkeye Pierce and Trapper John McIntyre from M*A*S*H. I usually go on a scary movie and scary show watching marathon. I re-watch all my favourite Simpsons Halloween specials. I always carve a pumpkin and roast the seeds. Last year I went to a pumpkin patch and a corn maze. This year I’m going to a haunted corn maze. I’ll probably scream my face off there. LOL. I will also eat candy and distribute candy to friends. Sometimes I do Halloween cards. On the actual day I try to spend it will friends. I like walking around the neighbourhood and see the festivities but I tend to come home early because fireworks bother one of my doggos. Then the next day I go for Mexican food to celebrate Day of the Dead.

The second question was fairy lights or candles? Honestly, I enjoy both but my apartment is poorly set up outlet wise so candles are more practical.

@oh-my-pumpkin-pie Thank you for the asks! I send you back ghost and maple leaf (my emojis aren’t working... lol)

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karmaalwayswins · 7 years

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October

Four AM. Walk home after twelve hours at the Gas-N-Go. Fog hangs across the double yellow line on the road. I feel like I should have a cigarette but I never learned how to smoke.

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328 Kings Lane, 2nd Floor, Apartment L. The door mat screams, “Happy HOWL-O-Ween!!”

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Six AM. Sleepless. If a masked man burst into my home right now and cut me down with a scythe, would I collapse into a pile of lung and intestine and blood? Or, would I explode and release ten thousand butterflies?

#writers on tumblr #nepenthenet #nosebleedclub #writerscreed #october #my stuff

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lagoonapink · 1 year

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[ID: A gif from the Monster High G3 music video Howl-O-Ween Scream. Clawdeen dances with Crescent as the camera turns right, showing Lagoona and Draculaura dancing together along with their pets. Then it zooms in on them. End ID]

#monster high #monster high g3 #howl o ween scream #mh g3 #mh g3 edit #dracugoona #draculaura x lagoona

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nightmareonfilmstreet · 7 years

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[Watch This] All of the Halloween TV Episodes Available on Netflix US!

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[Watch This] All of the Halloween TV Episodes Available on Netflix US!

Are you ready to become a couch potato for the rest of October? Get ready, because there are hours of hidden Halloween goodies to be found on Netflix! Reddit user BixmanJ took the painstaking effort of rounding up EVERY. SINGLE. HALLOWEEN. EPISODE. Keep in mind, this list only applies to U.S. users, so us international Netflixians may not have the same content.

On to the list!

That 70’s Show Halloween Special

Halloween Episodes Leaving Netflix on October 1

30 Rock – “Stone Mountain” Sn 4, Ep 3 Bernie Mac Show, The – “Night of Terror” Sn 5, Ep 6 Malcolm in the Middle – “Halloween Approximately” Sn 2, Ep 2 — “Halloween” Sn 7, Ep 4 My Name is Earl – “Little Bad Voodoo Brother” Sn 4, Ep 8 One Tree Hill – “”An Attempt to Tip the Scales” Sn 3, Ep 4 — “Not Afraid” Sn 8, Ep 6

Halloween Episodes Leaving Netflix on October 19

Cleveland Show, The – “It’s the Great Pancake, Cleveland Brown” Sn 2, Ep 4 — “Nightmare on Grace Street” Sn 3, Ep 3 — “Escape from Goochland” Sn 4, Ep 1

Halloween Episodes Leaving Netflix on October 21

Bones – “The Resurrection in the Remains” Sn 11, Ep 5

Halloween Episodes Leaving Netflix on October 27

Louie – “Halloween; Ellie” Sn 2, Ep 10

Halloween Episodes Leaving Netflix on October 29

Family Guy – “Petergeist” Sn 4, Ep 26 — “Halloween on Spooner Street” Sn 9, Ep 4 — “Peternormal Activity ” Sn 14, Ep 4

Goosebumps Halloween episode, The Haunted Mask

Available For All Of October

13 Reasons Why – “Tape 2, Side B” Sn 1, Ep 4 90210 – “Unmasked” Sn 2, Ep 7 About A Boy – “About a Will-O-Ween” Sn 2, Ep 3 Agatha Christie’s Poirot – “Hallowe’en Party” Sn 12, Ep 2 Andy Griffith Show, The – “The Haunted House” Sn 4, Ep 2 Animaniacs – “Draculee, Draculaa / Phranken-Runt” Sn 1, Ep 29 — “Scare Happy Slappy / Witch One / MacBeth” Sn 1, Ep 62 Baby Daddy – “Strip or Treat” Sn 4, Ep 1 Blue Bloods – “Nightmares” Sn 3, Ep 7 Carrie Diaries, The – “Fright Night” Sn 1, Ep 4 Charmed – “All Halliwell’s Eve” Sn 3, Ep 4 Cheers – “Fairy Tales Can Come True” Sn 3, Ep 4 — “Bar Wars V: The Final Judgement” Sn 10 , Ep 7 Clifford the Big Red Dog – “Come Back, Mac/Boo” Sn 1, Ep 11 Comedy Bang! Bang – “Pee Wee Herman Wears a Halloween Costume” Sn 2, Ep 12 — “Wayne Coyne Wears a Halloween Costume” Sn 3, Ep 13 — “Robert Kirkman Wears a Tan Blazer and Red Suit Pants” Sn 4, Ep 34 — “Gillian Jacobs Wears a Gray Checkered Suit and a Red Bow Tie” Sn 5, Ep 12 Criminal Minds – “About Face” Sn 3, Ep 6 — “Devil’s Night” Sn 6, Ep 6 — “The Good Earth” Sn 8, Ep 5 — “In the Blood” Sn 9, Ep 6 — “Boxed In” Sn 10, Ep, 5 CSI Miami – “Hell Night” Sn 3, Ep 6 — “Curse Of The Coffin” Sn 5, Ep 6 Dexter – “Let’s Give the Boy a Hand” Sn 1, Ep 4 Dick Van Dyke Show, The – “The Ghost of A. Chantz” Sn 4, Ep 2 Don’t Trust the B—- in Apartment 23 – “Love and Monsters” Sn 2, Ep 2 F is for Family – “‘F’ Is for Halloween” Sn 1, Ep 4 Fuller House – “Curse of Tanner Manor” Sn 2, Ep 4 Frasier – “Halloween” Sn 5, Ep 3 — “Room Full of Heroes” Sn 9, Ep 6 — “Tales from the Crypt” Sn 10, Ep 5 Freaks and Geeks – “Tricks and Treats” Sn 1, Ep 3 Friends – “The One with the Halloween Party” Sn 8, Ep 6 Gilmore Girls – “Twenty-One Is the Loneliest Number ” Sn 6, Ep 7 Girl Meets World – “Girl Meets World of Terror” Sn 1, Ep 11 — “Girl Meets World of Terror 2” Sn 2, Ep 18 — “Girl Meets World of Terror 3” Sn 3, Ep 17 Glee – “The Rocky Horror Glee Show” Sn 2, Ep 5 Goosebumps – “Attack of the Jack-O’-Lanterns” Sn 2, Ep 15 — “The Haunted Mask” Sn 5, Ep 1-2 — “The Haunted Mask II” Sn 5, Ep 7-8 Gossip Girl – “The Handmaiden’s Tale” Sn 1, Ep 6 — “How to Succeed in Bassness” Sn 3, Ep 7 Grey’s Anatomy – “Haunt You Every Day” Sn 4, Ep 5 — “Thriller” Sn 10, Ep 7 Hart of Dixie – “Walkin’ After Midnight” Sn 2, Ep 5 — “Help Me Make It Through the Night” Sn 3, Ep 4 Hawaii Five-0 – “Ka Iwi Kapu (Sacred Bones)” Sn 2, Ep 7 — “Mohai (Offering)” Sn 3, Ep 5 — “Kupouli ‘la (Broken)” Sn 4, Ep 6 — “Ho’oma’ike (Unmasked)” Sn 5, Ep 6 — “Na Pilikua Nui (Monsters)” Sn 6, Ep 6 — “Ka hale ho’okauweli (House of Horrors)” Sn 7, Ep 6 Heartland – “The Haunting of Hanley Barn” Sn 3, Ep 4 Highway to Heaven – “I Was a Middle-Aged Werewolf” Sn 4, Ep 8 How I Met Your Mother – “Slutty Pumpkin” Sn 1, Ep 6 — “Canning Randy” Sn 6, Ep 7 — “The Slutty Pumpkin Returns” Sn 7 Ep 8 It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia – “Who Got Dee Pregnant?” Sn 6, Ep 7 — “The Maureen Ponderosa Wedding Massacre” Sn 8, Ep 3 Johnny Test – “The Johnny Who Saved Halloween” Sn 6, Ep 12 Last Man Standing – “Last Halloween Standing” Sn 1, Ep 4 — “Haunted House” Sn 3, Ep 5 — “School Merger” Sn 4, Ep 5 — “Halloween” Sn 5, Ep 6 Law & Order: Special Victims Unit – “Glasgowman’s Wrath” Sn 16, Ep 6 Liv and Maddie – “Kang-A-Rooney” Sn 1, Ep 5 — “Helgaween-A-Rooney” Sn 2, Ep 3 — “Haunt-A-Rooney” Sn 3, Ep 4 — “Scare-A-Rooney” Sn 4, Ep 3 Magic School Bus, The – “in the Haunted House” Sn 1 Ep 8 — “Going Batty” Sn 2, Ep 9 Midsomer Murders – “The Magician’s Nephew” Sn 11, Ep 5 My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic: “Luna Eclipsed” Sn 2, Ep 4 — “Scare Master” Sn 5, Ep 15 NCIS – “Witch Hunt” Sn 4, Ep 6 — “Murder 2.0” Sn 6, Ep 6 — “Oil and Water” Sn 11, Ep 6 New Girl – “Halloween” Sn 2, Ep 6 — “Keaton” Sn 3, Ep 6 Office, The – “Halloween” Sn 2, Ep 5 — “Employee Transfer” Sn 5, Ep 6 — “Costume Contest” Sn 7, Ep 6 Once Upon a Time – “The Doctor” Sn 2, Ep 5 Pac-Man and the Ghostly Adventures: “A Berry Scary Night” Sn 1, Ep 21 — “The Shadow of the Were-Pac” Sn 2, Ep 12 Parks and Recreation – “Greg Pikitis” Sn 2, Ep 7 — “Meet ‘n’ Greet” Sn 4, Ep 5 — “Halloween Surprise” Sn 5, Ep 5 — “Recall Vote” Sn 6, Ep 7 Party of Five – “Personal Demons” Sn 3, Ep 7 — “A Mid-Semester’s Night Dream” Sn 5, Ep 4 — “Wrestling Demons” Sn 6, Ep 4 Phineas and Ferb – “One Good Scare Ought to Do It!” Sn 1, Ep 9 — “The Monster of Phineas-n-Ferbenstein!” Sn 1, Ep 22 — “That’s the Spirit/The Curse of Candace” Sn 3, Ep 12 — “Terrifying Tri-State Trilogy of Terror” Sn 4, Ep 13 — “Druselsteinoween/Face Your Fear” Sn 4, Ep 15 — “Night of the Living Pharmacists” Sn 4, Ep 28-29 Power Rangers (Mighty Morphin) – “Life’s a Masquerade” Sn 1, Ep 25 — “Trick or Treat” Sn 1, Ep 54 — “Zedd’s Monster Mash” Sn 2, Ep 21 Power Rangers (Zeo) – “It Came from Angel Grove” Sn 1, Ep 23 Power Rangers (Samurai) – “Party Monsters” (Halloween Special) — “Trickster Treat” (Halloween Special) Power Rangers (Megaforce) – “Raising Spirits” (Halloween Special) Power Rangers (Dino Charge) – “The Ghostest with the Mostest” Sn 1, Ep 21 Power Rangers (Dino Super Charge) – “Trick or Trial” Sn 1, Ep 21 Pretty Little Liars – “The First Secret” Sn 2, Ep 13 — “This Is a Dark Ride” Sn 3, Ep 13 — “Grave New World” Sn 4, Ep 13 — “We Love You to Death” Sn 5, Ep 13 Raising Hope – “Happy Halloween” Sn 1, Ep 5 — “Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell Me What to Do” Sn 3, Ep 5 R. L. Stine’s The Haunting Hour – “Pumpkinhead” Sn 2, Ep 5 Royal Pains – “Dawn of the Med” Sn 4, Ep 4 Scream – “The Dance” Sn 1, Ep 9 — “Finale: Halloween / Halloween II” Sn 2, Ep 13 Star Trek (Original Series) – “Catspaw” Sn 2, Ep 7 Super Mario Bros. Super Show!, The – “Count Koopula” Sn 1, Ep 14 — “Koopenstein” Sn 1, Ep 34 Supernatural – “It’s the Great Pumpkin, Sam Winchester” Sn 4, Ep 7 That ’70s Show – “Halloween” Sn 2, Ep 5 — “Too Old to Trick or Treat, Too Young to Die” Sn 3, Ep 4 Trailer Park Boys – “Halloween 1977” Sn 6, Ep 5 Twilight Zone, The – “The Howling Man” Sn 2, Ep 5 Vampire Diaries, The – “Haunted ” Sn 1, Ep 7

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