Homestuck Birthdays Novels & Stories

Zach is walking past with his friends. Zach glances at me briefly before looking away, making it painfully clear that he’d rather I had died instead of Mom. Fourteen years and they still can’t bring themselves to celebrate my birthday. Birthdays… What a waste of time. What’s the point of celebrating the day you were born when your family acts like you don’t exist? Sienna’s chatter pulls me forward as we head toward homeroom. I’m half listening, half trying to shake off that hollow ache, when it happens;

Black streamers hung on the walls. A massive three-tiered cake sat in the center of the coffee table. Black and gold. Elegant and beautiful. And stretched across the room above everything was a huge banner. Bold letters impossible to miss. "HAPPY THIRTY-TWO YEARS BIRTHDAY HUBBY" Grayson just stood there. He could not move. Or process what he was seeing. He had completely forgotten it was November 23rd. His birthday. With everything happening, the date had been the absolute last thing on his mind.

"Your fiance will care, a call this early on your birthday means these people care enough to think about you. Those late afternoon and late night birthday calls are just afterthoughts, so you don't feel bad about them not calling at all. You should call them back." Without another word, he settled himself on the couch, to return his calls while I continued with my work. For a minute, I forgot it was Jace's birthday, not mine with how I kept tearing off wrappers upon wrappers of different colors from my position on the floor, at the foot of the couch, a huge grin plastered on my face. Who gifts a man stuffed animals on their birthday? I thought amused. I was surely going to keep some of these

The thought struck so hard I physically flinched. And standing alone in a penthouse that offered zero warmth or comfort, I realized something terrifying. For the first time since falling in love with Nashian Blackthorpe...I knew him as little as he knew me. He doesn’t even know it’s was my birthday on Saturday. February 29th. A date that only exists every four years. I’d mentioned it once, months ago, laughing about Livvy and her family wanting to throw me a party. He’d continued typing on his phone and changed the subject.

Maddox didn’t speak, but his eyes searched my face like he was checking for damage. I felt something in her chest loosen. Just a little. “What brought you guys here?” I asked. “We were so caught up in our... in ourselves that we forgot your birthday,” Jackson said, choosing his words carefully. My brows furrowed. My birthday happened before we even knew we were fated. Kyren winced. “Forgot is a strong word.” “My birthday was about a week ago,” I clarified, confused. Jackson visibly winced. Maddox finally spoke. “It doesn't matter. We were jerks and we shouldn’t have been so we came to make up for it, your birthday I mean.”

' Then, Lucas said, "Stop smoking. Let's go and celebrate your birthday." The gang gathered here for the purpose of celebrating Xander's birthday together. His birthday was on the 13th of November, and it was the 12th today. His friends wanted to celebrate it with him once. Everyone present had prepared birthday presents for Xander. Abigail did not know whether they were expensive or not, but they should have put a lot of thought into it while picking it for Xander.

Massimo said, raising an eyebrow. “Uh… Yes, it’s October 20th. But, what…? Oh, God!” Alice gasped, as the realization hit her “It’s my birthday! How could I forget?! I mean, my new birthday… Sorry, I'm still trying to get used to the idea that the date I always thought I was born in was wrong.” she sighed “I thought I turned 24 in April this year, but…” “Well, now you're officially going to be 24. And, for the first time, I will be able to be by your side.” Micah comforted her, with a beaming smile on his face “I hope you like the gifts I prepared.”

"Why? Doesn't everyone love it when their birthday is celebrated?" "Not me, Kanaya. Every time my birthday comes around, my friends bully me under the guise of giving me a surprise, but in reality they torture me by throwing eggs and dirty water at me. On my birthday, my mother left me and my father, and a year after she disappeared, my father committed suicide on my birthday too. So, should I be happy to welcome my birthday?" Kanaya moved her seat and now sat on her husband's lap. Her hands gently wrapped around Lucas's neck. Their eyes locked in a deep gaze.

He says wagging his finger at her like a disobedient child being chastised by their parent. “Whatever Cinderfella, who said you own November twelfth any way. last I checked there wasn’t any national holiday on our birthday for you so shut up with your big head ass.” She says rolling her eyes at AJ. “Wow, both of your birthdays are November twelfth mines is too. That’s crazy.” I say and they both stop arguing long enough to look at me curiously. “No bullshit you for real left eye.” Evet says obviously referring to my still swollen shut eye.

I did not want to discuss this with his family. “But that’s not why you are here. It’s Liam’s birthday tomorrow”. “His birthday?”. I have never celebrated a birthday. “Oh honey, I forgot I’m sorry. He was born on tomorrow's date, 26 years ago. Every year, we celebrate each person’s birthday”. My heart sank slightly. I have never celebrated a birthday or any other day for that matter.