#chaparral_crown

[finalfrontierpublishing]

their beaks not yet turned red by @chaparral-crown

Details under the cut!

So this bind has been waiting for a while - i started prepping this in December 2022 but fixated on the idea of a cut-out. Made a mistake with the board-buying so I decided to go move on without it. i'll probably be trying out quarto books after Binderary is over. have a couple of shorter fics on my list--- if i figure out quarto, it means i can bind more things!

Statistics

134,420 words || 411 pages

Body text: Liberation Serif, 11 point

Accents: Voga, Niagara Solid font

So - the fic is delightful and as you can probably tell from the design - has something to do with storks and babies. I leant into that heavily for the design. I also wanted to use the same bookcloth as what i used for each according to its kind, hence the green - with a green and black chiyogami paper. (I had also misread that cranes and storks come from the same family of birds, but okay, they only look similar, i have failed as a bird cult adjacent)

the endbands are green and blue silk - this was one of first few attempts in december so they are not as nice as my current attempts, but it's okay.

Endpapers are marble papers from De Milo design studio and letter press. I actually accidentally bought the really thick cardstock version and now i think i could possibly get away with using the text weight, but i really liked its colour and thought the splashes of red were a great counterpoint and made me think of the chiyogami paper with hints of red.

Anyway - i also sorted my book shelf into a colour gradient - and it looks pretty cool (but also highlights that i don't have enough colours to make the colours of the rainbow and i'll be binding some blue, indigo and violet books immediately).

Anyway sadly my 1 week of leave is over (hence the 4 books in a week), my hope is that when i can next bind - i can work on manda's books as well as my mildly overdue author copy for A Light in the Fog, which has since been printed and trimmed and rounded but is caseless and taunting me and i can fulfill my PORPLE FIX.

[chaparral-crown]

Title: your package has been delivered

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 37,668, 4 chapters

Warnings/Tags: Graphic Depictions of Violence Alternate Universe - Different First Meeting, Detective Will Graham, Entomologist Will Graham, Past Relationship(s), Submission, Bondage, Will Graham and the Searing Torture of Asking Your Ex for Something, Hannibal Lecter and the Cosmic Delight of Your Ex Asking You For Something, Romantic Comedy with Bitter Notes and an Effervescent Finish

Summary:

Will loads the next screen, or at least tries to, one more hurdle appearing with questionable promise: "Use previous shipping address?" asks a checkbox, defaulted to YES. The long slash of the mark very confident that this is indeed what Will would like to do without really bothering with the nuisance of verified consent, as online shopping is inclined to do.

He sighs again in irritation. The timer in the corner keeps ticking down.

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Will Graham is an entomologist with a bad habit.

A shipping error prompts him to dive back into a few older ones.

Read on Ao3

[theprincipleofescalation]

Okay, so there's this line from a Hannibal/Charlie Countryman fanfic where Hannibal asks Will why he'd be with his Dopplerganger and Will says something something "disclosure, it's a matter of disclosure" and I can't help thinking about that in relation to Louis and Lestat and Armand. Like Louis knowing that Lestat was a monster but never what kind of monster or at least it feels like he never new where the line was with him (or if there was a line) vs Armand being blatant about his nature, the whole bloody dirty lot of it, that just keeps dragging that line back into my head.

"disclosure, it's a matter of disclosure..."

-Running with Two Hares by chaparral_crown is the fanfic in question and it's on ao3. (It's also very good)

[fictionescapism]

Fanfic Rec #116 Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter (Hannibal) part 21

Your New Friend by berlynn_wohl Will makes one of his regular trips to the dog shelter to adopt, and finds that the place has been refurbished...by the strange but generous man behind the front desk.

to share your light by foreverautumn Nothing can touch him here. The quiet returns, his limbs lax. Time passes as it will, here, neither slow nor fast. There’s nothing but the rush of the water and the sun above, until he spots something dark in the distance. I care about your life, the dark thing whispers, words echoing right beside his ear. Will’s eyes shoot open with a start. (After getting released from the BSHCI, Will withdraws from Jack, the FBI, and most of all, from Hannibal. The bouquet sitting on his kitchen table serves as a reminder that such a thing may not be so easy.)

Sangservi by tei Will's got plenty of perfectly good blood in the fridge, but he orders takeout anyway.

their beaks not yet turned red by chaparral_crown Will stares at the bird. The bird stares back. In its beak, a very finely embroidered cloth, and in that, the tiniest of soft fists pushing forward from a folded corner. “Don’t you dare,” Will says, crouching, hand that is not currently cradling an overly large pour of whiskey pointed at the bird to ward it off. --- After Hannibal is arrested and the trial dates are set, the stork visits Will Graham. With it, it brings a baby, a legally binding birth certificate, and a hope chest full of gifts for her. Nobody except Will thinks this is weird. (Alternatively, what if the Scarlet Letter was a dark romantic comedy?)

Little Wolf (the boy's got the devil in him) by TheReluctantShipper Will Graham smells like several dogs (more than five, probably fewer than ten), the vague dust and paper scent of a classroom, and absolutely atrocious aftershave, none of which are particularly interesting, aside from the man they cling to. Will himself, of course, is very interesting. Even moreso is the scent of brimstone, fire, and some brand of sour gummy candy abomination that also lingers around him. --- Dr. Hannibal Lecter has a secret. Will is willing to bet that his own secret is more interesting, and cuter to boot.

[chaparral-crown]

Title: every beloved foot

Rating: Teen

Word Count: 12,136 words, 1 chapter

Warnings/Tags: Episode: s03e07 Digestivo, Canon Divergence, Fix-it of Sorts, Know Your Animals To Know Thyself, The Emotional Importance of Dog Collecting

Summary: The first time Will tells anyone how many dogs he has - five at the time - they don’t take long to question if he knows what he’s doing. Will is accustomed to this. He doesn’t think there’s been a single moment in his life since graduating high school that he hasn’t had to field questions in some variation on this theme.

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Hannibal doesn't turn himself in, but neither does Will go looking for him. He looks after his dogs instead, and finds another stray.

A quiet Season 3 fix-it.

Read it on AO3

[chaparral-crown]

aqua regia

Title: aqua regia

Author: chaparral-crown

Rating: Teen and Up

Word Count: 24,818 over 6 chapters

Pairings: Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter

Warnings/Tags: Graphic Depictions of Violence, Fae Alternate Universe, Case Fic, Obsessive Hannibal Lecter, Powerful Will Graham, Ambiguous Ending, Allusions to Medieval Alchemical Theory

Summary: 

Doctor Lecter pulls the pocket square out to unfold it; a flag of dark green.

"Care to clean your hands, Officer Graham?" he says pleasantly, smiling secretive and self-assured when Will says no in a carefully polite way.

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In a world of nascent elemental magic, Will is a powerful source of it that can draw it up at need, and be drawn on with force. Using it to the best of his ability, no matter his reluctance and lack of control, a series of murders brings him to DC alongside the FBI and their team of fey consultants to find their missing agent.

Link to Story

[fictionescapism]

Fanfic Rec #107 Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter (Hannibal) part 19

acquaint ourselves with vice by chaparral_crown Garret Jacob Hobbs dies in an ignominious pool of his wife's and daughter’s blood -  it takes ten gunshots to do it. Will jokes privately to himself, which is to say he jokes to Evangeline at his side who he knows will understand because she is him, panting around her red mouth, that while he previously did not think he needed glasses, maybe he does now. --- Will Graham's hiding in a polite shell. His daemon is not. After the death of the Minnesota Shrike, it is advised that he seek professional help in resolving that.

Over Your Shoulder by purplesocrates - Fireman Will saves Hannibal from a burning house. - buff fireman Will easily able to lift hannibal and carry him despite hannibal having a bigger frame - Will being humble and Hannibal wanting to shower him with compliments and gifts for saving him - eventually they're dating and Hannibal just loves will throwing him over his shoulder and carrying him to bed

a difference of creative vision by Karillith Improv Eats with Will, the banner reads in a plain black font. Hannibal scrolls through the uploads, which are all sorely lacking in descriptive titles. They're all livestreams labeled "trying something new…" and "pasta" ranging anywhere from half an hour to three hours; the thumbnail images are blurry, mid-mix, and completely indecipherable. Hannibal can't understand how anyone could look at the unmanicured presentation of this person's creations and find them appealing. Uptight professional chef Hannibal Lecter is in sore need of a culinary change of pace, which he insists is not in the form of one (1) YouTube streamer named Will Graham. Will takes everything that Hannibal holds dear about cooking (order, precision, planning, process) and throws it right out the window. Hannibal hates it, until he doesn’t.            

Ethics & Aesthetics by fragile-teacup (Mrs_Gene_Hunt) England, 1811. Social status is everything, and the obsession of every parent is to see their children married well. For twenty-year-old Omega Will Graham, life in a small Hertfordshire market town with his father, adopted mother and four half-sisters is tranquil, if a little dull. Until, that is, a party of strangers arrives in the neighbourhood, sending every mother within five miles into a frenzy of anticipation. For not only are the newcomers Alpha aristocracy, but one among them - Mr Hannibal Lecter - is the owner of the largest estate in Derbyshire... and single. A pity, then, that Will and Hannibal's first meeting is less than auspicious. But sometimes, fate and circumstance have a way of conspiring to bring together even the most stubborn of individuals... Ethics & Aesthetics, a Regency A/B/O romance.

what you do to me, no one knows by deadratz Hours before Marissa Schurr’s body is found, Hannibal asks Will out on a date, which Will accepts, though they both agree to keep their relationship a secret. At the scene, Will comes to the realization that Hannibal is the Copycat, and confronts Hannibal. Will thinks the man is being honest about all of his kills that follow. That is-- until Will realizes, months later, that Hannibal is also the Chesapeake Ripper. Dealing with the knowledge the man he loves is more sadistic and cruel than he previously thought, being in a closeted relationship, and experiencing loss, illness, injury, and betrayal, Will finds himself descending into a dark place. Ironically, Hannibal is the only person that can hold all of Will’s pieces together.

[fictionescapism]

Fanfic Rec #97 Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter (Hannibal) part 17

Letting It Go by agendercyborg Will doesn't recognize the reality presented to him. The ring on his finger is as foreign as Hannibal and Abigail's affection towards him. A coma and amnesia seems too cliche. What happened to the crime scenes, to the FBI, to his time loss? He was crazy, but not THIS kind of crazy.

you may be a sinner, but your innocence is mine by multifandom_fanfic_writer “Hello,” Will said. He wanted to say something else, something to convey his relief at Hannibal being alive, being okay, but he didn’t know what to say. “Hello,” Hannibal responded. His eyes were bright. “You are very beautiful.”

Boon by SleepsWithCoyotes "My horse is hitched to a post closer to Asperger's and autistics than narcissists and sociopaths, but that's not what you want to know.  You want to know how I faked my genetic profile." Jack straightens.  "The Bureau doesn't discriminate along species lines--" "Unless, of course, you lie on your application or tamper with the genetic screening your employment is conditional upon," Will counters, upper lip curling in disdain.  He's not devout, content to be ignored by Others and gods alike, and though he acknowledges the usefulness of the Compact, he considers the monthly tithe too high a price for the boons they receive in return.  He's still going to argue this point with anyone who'll listen, because as little as he likes Others, he appreciates hypocrisy even less.

Looks Like Love by luvkurai When the drink returns to Will’s outstretched hand he finishes it. “I think I’ll go to bed.” Hannibal nods and stands to see him back through the door, obviously with no intention of following. “It is good to see you again, William.” After his sister's wedding, Will kisses his childhood housekeeper (and first love).

Something to make yourself sick on by chaparral_crown Will Graham is having a hard time adjusting to life after prison, and takes a day off following the discovery of Randall Tier's first kill. Predictably and ironically, Hannibal insists on being part of it. Set during S2: Shiizakana.