The Broken Circle
That shit is foul- like brimstone, rot, blood, and countless other things you can't even hope to identify. you double down, holding your hands in your knees as you continue to hack out your lungs.
Smiles The Devil
Not the clichéd sulphur and brimstone of hell, it was like a mixture of both the rubberiness of the devil mask and the faint saltiness of skin, such that even though his touch felt like flesh there was no sure way of discerning between costume and wearer.
Luncheons & Dragons - Book 1 - Chapter 2 (BBW, Stuffing)
The scent of the dragon's brimstone breath followed afterwards, sweeping around gurdis and whisking her sweat drops. by then, a smattering of the wellfed clan charged from across the field. stout, muscular dwarves ran forward.
Soul Drinking - Part 4
Some demons don't care but a lot of the demons on this plane are pretty decent people, wanting to carve a living for themselves instead of seeing nothing but fire, brimstone, and dead people all day.
Hell on Earth. Chapter 10
"hmmm, well, do you have a lit brimstone?" "no." "your pockets are full! what do you have?" "i've got a zippo lighter." "it's a good job no-one's watching this," meredith complained, "first wandering spirit relocated by zippo fire.
The Seeker, Chapter 10
Now come, i have some of those nice brimstone mints you like and we can talk business over a nice cup of green sulphur tea." "pet, tea, now!" she ordered in her mind. "ah, un amã©ricain? cela explique beaucoup.
Black Sepia - chapter 5
"i seem to have a hellish welcome packet here, and the shop smells of brimstone, so... i think so?" aziraphale looked at the suspiciously thick envelope again, with its appalling label, then set it beside the register to deal with later.
One Man’s Hell...
The smell of fire, brimstone, and other unpleasant smells wafted into his nose. it was dark, really, really dark. and some rough-feeling cloth blinded them. chains were the next thing his mind reminded him of. they rattled as he gasped for air.
A warming mission
:3 so, enough of the blabbering, there you go, folks, some freshly made charr story have fun~ ^-^ far north, covered deep within the icy mountains of the snowden drifts, tribute brimstone sent out two of his men, told them to search for a special artefact
Pathfinding: An Adult Choose Your Own Adventure, Thirty-third Entry
The door with the smell of brimstone. 3) the depths! into the lower parts of the tower, approaching the basement.
The Missing Lynx - Deleted Scenes
An imp appeared in a small puff of smoke and brimstone, a strange contraption perched atop a tarnished platter on one upraised hand. "spellephone for you, mistress." empress perked, her brows arched. a call? for her? well, that was promising.
The Lead Crown: Ch 2a, League of Leaves (Pt 3)
Although the civet didn't have the tingling promise of fire and brimstone in his voice that the inquisitor held, the words were, nevertheless, not precisely pleasant. "there some kinda problem?"