People And Their Opiates (World Building)
brimstone weed is the worst one though. a non-terrestrial plant, it grows in areas of cultural sadness and deep magic. forgotten battlefields and the like.
Helluva Fuckin' Good Spell - Hellraven Shade TF
With a simple gesture, both shade and the hellhound vanished in a blazing demonic pentagram and the smell of brimstone and sex.
A Bounty Gone Horribly.... Right?
She always smelled like a female in heat surrounded in brimstone and sulfur. normally, her scent triggered sneezing fits from anyone deliberately tracking her. when she was passing mortals, she never gave off the brimstone and sulfur.
Taking of Magic
His nostrils flared and he tried to sneeze out the taste of magic, but what the air brought with it wasn't the brimstone and blood scent, it was something else.
MY TRANSFORMERS 3 ULTIMATE EVIL EMERGE PART 2
Then called mikala sweet cheeks before telling them that he is known as brimstone it's it's the last name they will ever hear.
The Dark-Wolf Legacy: Ch. 1
The words seemed to be stolen from the air as a gust of wind carrying the scent of brimstone blew through the field. the sky turned a hazy-coal and the sun became but a distant glow.
The Seeker, Chapter 23, Demon in the Machine, Part 2
She was sure he'd love it.** **next stop was a place that sold choice meats and other treats such as goat-imp cheese and brimstone crackers.
The Lonely Dragon, Part 1
He could smell a faint odor of brimstone, and realized the braziers were full of dragon flame! she fairly gently dropped him to the floor, and stepped back. he realized he no longer wore his armor, and was unarmed and helpless.
Jorvik and the Demon
It was no longer hiding its more demonic features; those unnatural, razor-sharp claws, the embered eyes, the musky scent of brimstone and lust that now hung heavy around it.
The Origin of Shadow - Chapter 3
I sat up and looked around to see fire and brimstone......this couldn't be...........i spent my life upholding justice and helping the weak. but this was........this was hell.
Demonic Pact
Her world was narrowing down to the harsh scents of male on the air, they were flooding her with each breasts, no matter that it was tinged with smoke and brimstone.
Mastrich Hour *Chapter 1*
The air smelled like sulfur, brimstone and spent powder. there were dozens of them pouring out from the inside.