Homestuck Birthdays Mga Nobela at Kwento

Present Time Ryker's POV "Happy Birthday, sis!" On this day, an important day is upon us—a celebration of my beloved sister's birth. She is 19 years old and hasn't changed much. Our parents considered going out to eat to celebrate because everyone has been so busy these past few months. Since that fateful night four years prior, my entire world has changed, yet time has stood still for her. The arrow of Cupid found its mark, and now every aspect of her being resonates within me with heightened sensitivity.

Stars Pov- The present. Tomorrow is my 15th Birthday, I wanted to be excited. But I never had any good memories about my birthday. The Alphas son Cain shared the same birthday as me. We were born the same cold winter night. My birthday is December 10th 2008 to be exact. Cain always had lavish parties gathered by loved ones. Receiving gifts and praise from the whole pack. Frowning, I looked down thinking of what it would have been like with my own family if they were still alive.

A month after my birthday is Max’s. Tom insists on having a family dinner and nothing else. It was just Tom and his parents at our apartment. I made dinner and got a cake from a local bakery. One night, Max went out with his friends, and he made sure to explain that I wasn’t invited, which I didn’t protest. I wouldn’t want to be around his friends again, especially Jessica. That slime ball of a human and Max ruined my birthday on purpose trying to break me. Jokes on them, I'm already broken.

“You aren’t excited?” “Are birthdays supposed to be fun?” I ask, “I have never had a fun birthday.” I admit. “At the compound, they just acknowledged we were another year older for our records and for the orphanage…” I begin but Lila finishes for me, “Sometimes, she remembered but sometimes not, and even if she did- we didn’t get anything or do anything special.” I nod and Caleb frowns but then smiles, “Well, tomorrow will be different. We will celebrate your birthday. 18 is a big deal and we will do it wolf style.”

“Okay, so we’ll give him some time to calm down. Maybe if you could heal your legs, he might be willing?” “Yeah, but I don’t know how. I was trying before I fell asleep earlier. By the way, what day is it?” “16th March 2011.” “Oh my! It’s really two years after and my birthday is in a few weeks.” “Really? What day?” “2nd April. I’ll be sixteen.” “A good year to celebrate!” “Yeah…” It is a good year to celebrate but what really am I celebrating? Mom’s not here anymore, no one knows who her killer is and I haven’t even made any progress in my life. No prom or…

He asked curiously. "Mine." She replied, smiling. "How can you have two birthdays at the same time?" "I wonder. My real birthday is January but my brother celebrates it for me every 7th of July. He called it my special birthday from him and that's how it has been over the years now. I keep on forgetting whenever he sends me gifts which is why I used it as my pass code. July 7 feels more like my birthday than January 20. I was born on a different day but I celebrate it on a different day."

he said, "any birthday plans?" Birthday? "Oh...uh, no, I don't usually do anything," Harlow replied. "How did you know?" "It's on your wanted poster," Madoc said with a sh*t-eating grin. "Wait." Red burst into the conversation. "You have a birthday coming up?" "It's no big deal." Harlow shrugged. "When is it?" I asked her, feeling like a bit of a jackass not knowing something about her that the smarmy vampire did. "The day after tomorrow," Madoc answered for her.

Nah, there must be a deeper story than that. "Aha!" He exclaimed he suddenly remembered something. "You might be wondering how I can access the trust fund when I'm not even twenty-one yet and barely eighteen. Which reminds me that I haven't even asked of your birthday yet. Mine is on the 14th of June, you can get me a gift next year." He said smiling as they went through a sort of underground space. "December Fifth," Leigh supplied, trying not to gape at the beauty surrounding her and listen to what he was saying.

I was the middle child of my family, and the Omega with the least presence in the entire Blackstone pack. My older sister, Ava Hale, and my younger brother, Jamie Hale, had their birthdays circled in red on the calendar. Our parents always went out of their way to celebrate their birthdays each year. But not a single person in the family remembered my 18th birthday. It was only three days later when Mom, having flipped through the calendar, hurriedly made me a bowl of venison stew in belated realization.

Ang winked over at me while we all did our little impromptu chat about music, Ty tapped his drumsticks against the table, we laughed, waved at the main characters, did a few head nods as they walked by. And then Jay cut. "Thank God." I stood. "Well that was fun." Trevor shoved his drumsticks into the back of his jeans and grabbed his cell. "Now I have a wife whose birthday I just missed for this shit, so if you'll excuse me, I'm waiting for naked pictures." "Wait, she sends you naked pictures on her birthday?" Ty asked, "How does that even make sense? It's not your birthday."