Oooh, ooh, I would read that.

I have a rec for you: Dare to Bake a Peach. It's Labyrinth fic. Yep, that Labyrinth, the David Bowie one. It has a take on Persephone that I really love.

Sarah picked up a kitchen towel, wiping her hands and looking at him. She thought about Snow White and Beauty and Little Red, and witches and wishes and worms, and mazes and monsters and fairy bites. She thought about pomegranates and gingerbread. She thought about each and every time she sat trapped across the table from him, and how she'd never dared suppose she wasn't the only prisoner in the room.