#rainstorms

[jessafer94]

Las Vegas strip mixed with a day of rain. Sometimes living in Vegas has its beauties

[euphorictruths]

The Beauty Of A Storm- Holly Hansen

[diaryyun]

[wanderingmind867]

My mom died of brain cancer four years ago. My dad wants to do some charity walk for brain cancer that's happening in our area this year. I think he's taken time off work to do it on friday and/or saturday.

I don't know if I'm supposed to do it with him or not. I honestly don't know if it'll be able to go on or not. It's supposed to rain all week this week. It's supposed to thunder and lightning and everything. I'm nervous for all of that. Damn it. Damn it all!

Me and my dad went to get blood work today. It was kind of rough in patches, but I'd say it was largely fine. On the whole, it's been a decent experience for me. What's more stressful is that the storm is still oncoming, and I fear it deeply. We had that big storm a few weeks ago, a storm with tornado warnings where a tree branch fell in our yard and where we lost power for nearly six hours. So now storms really scare me. They've always freaked me out, but now they're freaking me out even more than usual. And I know a storm is coming, and it's really stressing me out. It's really stressing me out.

I hate bad storms, and I hate knowing it's coming. I don't know when it'll come, but it'll come eventually. And so now I'm living in dread of the storm eventually hitting me. So yeah, I'm stressed out. And that's uncomfortable, sadly. It's really freaking uncomfortable for me.

And yeah, that's been taking away my focus from everything else. I still have stomach cramps and hemorrhoids and stomach pains and everything. I still have many stressors. I've still got so many issues, sadly. But the storm coming up is what's really distressing me. I've still been struggling with a new family doctor. I've been struggling with heartburn, congestion, constipation and so much more. I've been struggling with a lot. But no, I'd say my fear of the oncoming storms have really distracted me. They've distracted from all my other issues. And you've just gotta

The blood work went well enough today. I feel weird having a bandage on my arm, but I don't want the bandage off. I want my needle mark to be bandaged up. And I don't think my dad going on the brain cancer charity walk is a bad thing. If the weather's nice, I think I'd be fine going on the walk too. But I still don't feel great. I'm nervous about the storm, I'm nervous because my stomach feels cramped again, etc.

I've discussed the bloodwork in this note, sure. But I've been discussing more than just that. I've been trying to focus on just discussing my stomach issues and my fear of the storm. Because I'm stressed about the weather and about my constipation and everything else. So it's exhausting. It's exhausting to deal with all this.

I'm not even sad about my mom's death being four years old now. I mean…it does effect me. But my stomach issues and my fear of the storm and everything is definitely taking precedence. I'm sure there's more I could write about now, but I can't focus enough to write any more. sigh…

[helsex]

Turns out OP of the "name five non media things you like" post is a huge gross terf so I am deleting that reblog and stealing the post! Reblog this with five things you enjoy that aren't media related :)

[kimberly40]

July 2025- A microburst, pop-up thunderstorm, in the Linville Gorge Wilderness in Burke County, North Carolina

[beyourownanchor6]

—this idea just wouldn't leave me alone, so i whipped this up around midnight last night 😅 since this will be my final fic for the year, i just wanted to say thank you to anyone who's read, commented, or reblogged my silly little stories 🥹 it truly means the world to me and i love y'all dearly. enjoy, mwah 🩵

rated: m | words: 3.7k | read on ao3

summary:

“Buck?”

There was more rustling before Eddie heard a, “fuck, stupid—Edddie?” Eddie laughed with a shake of his head.

“You decent up there bud?”

Eddie heard a loud sigh and some more shuffling before Buck answered.

“Yea, mostly.”

Slowly, Eddie crept up the stairs, unsure of what kind of predicament he’d find Buck in.

At the top of the landing, Eddie came to a halt, a soft smile spreading across his face.

Buck was sat on the edge of his bed, hoodie ridden up and exposing his tummy. His head was bent toward his waist where he was battling with the drawstrings of his sweatpants, grunting as he went.

Eddie stayed where he was watching. He found the entire thing oddly endearing.

—or—

Eddie helps Buck fix his drawstrings. How was he supposed to know it’d lead to him sitting in Bucks lap?

*this is part of my rainy day series. each story is a standalone and you don’t have to read any of them to understand the other*

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[damhain]

and it feels as if the april rainstorms are cleansing away the harshness that winter brought forthwith