Clinton F. Barton

Deer was Here

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I have nothing prepared - Bambi

My biggest shoutout to Dani for helping me come back, answering all my questions about what's changed and helping me set everything up

Info: Main canon for this blog is Matt Fraction's Hawkeye and Hawkeye Freefall. Clint lives in New York and owns an apartment building in bed-stuy. He is an Avenger and his lifestyle is funded by Tony Stark’s payroll. More to come, this is a big mix of my favorite comics. Clint is in active alcohol recovery.

OOC: My name is Bambi. This blog is mutuals only and 18+, I'm extremely laid back. I took a long break, but I'm back now. Representing Clint’s Deafness and Disabilities accurately have always been a big priority for me, though comics take lip reading very liberally, and it's not always realistic, I chalk it up to his abilities. This is a comics-only blog. No MCU Barton here. Though I will always be open to Rping with MCU blogs. If you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask.

I am completely fine with duplicates. I love twin aus so much.

Regular rules apply. No NSFW from me. Also I don’t think I’m looking to write much romance right now but things lead where they lead. Clint is flirty but doesn’t have much heat behind it.

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𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑮𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑻 𝑫𝑰𝑽𝑰𝑫𝑬 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺 – 𝑷𝑨𝑹𝑻 𝑻𝑯𝑹𝑬𝑬 . starters taken from the 2026 album ' the great divide ' by noah kahan . feel free to adjust pronouns as necessary !

𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒄𝒖𝒕 .

storm took the phone lines down .

you're bouncing off the walls .

you got up mad as hell & told me that i had it all .

i tried to heal your wounds just to say i helped .

it ain't a high road now , it's just uneven ground .

i ain't even around to slow your speeding down .

if a lie turned true , a lie it would still be .

you ain't a goddamn hero now 'cause you cry on live tv .

at least i got a soul still , even if i'm in a bad place .

i'm happy for your haircut .

i'm glad you got your act clean .

you're showing up like bad news & leaving like a bad dream .

help me if it helps you sleep .

i don't need your cosign now .

for two hundred years we laid bricks in the dirt .

you grew your hair out long , now you think you're jesus christ .

there ain't nobody mistaking your guilt for some great sacrifice .

now you stumble around like a ghost telling people how you died .

you walked into a haunted house & got angry at the ghosts .

𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 & 𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 .

when my weight left the room did you take a deep breath ?

i stole a beer & drove home – there was only one left .

i wrestle the feeling you're still thinking about that .

when i make my flight i'm the devil , but when i stay the night then we drink .

we stay up & fight about the childhood lie that we both had the courage to leave .

i'm willing & able if you wanna kick this rock around .

i'll stay here 'til morning , we can fight like we used to fight .

i'd be willing & able .

look at you leaving again , it's all you know how to do .

go ahead take the last of the drinks , the world belongs to you .

they all say you're a light , all i see is a shadow .

if i call you out i'm an asshole , but i tell the truth when i drink .

let's fight about the childhood lie , we don't care what the other one thinks .

i wish you could know me , & i wish i could know you much more sometimes .

wish i could do nothing with you .

i'll say ' i love you ' & mean it this time .

𝒅𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒃𝒐𝒂𝒓𝒅 .

you always went looking for an easy way out .

leave the pain you can't solve with the folks you let down .

you tell yourself lies & disguise them as facts .

it'll hurt half as much if you drive twice as fast .

just when you think that the road's straight ahead is when the devil shows up on your dashboard again .

look at you go , crossing state lines with your shadow .

change your zipcode , turns out that you're still an asshole .

all your new friends look a lot like your last .

took all those loose ends , made 'em sandalwood beads 'round your neck .

it ain't our fault that you're not suddenly somebody else 'cause you worked on yourself .

23 .

i can still see the people around me change shape .

even when you're not here , it becomes about you .

they all want me to tell 'em your story .

you broke in and stole china from our living room .

you stand over half a foot taller than me .

i'd beat your ass 'til the morning .

you know i've been running all this time .

stay gone .

tattooed your initials into my right arm so i'd see your name when i lift up a drink .

there ain't nothing else here worth catching up on .

i hope it's warm wherever you sleep .

i've got a feeling that won't go away .

the doctors are calling it ' just moving on ' .

i still ball up my fists when they mention your name .

no one gets to talk shit but the ones you've shit on .

it can all be the way that it was .

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Oh Barney Barton

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❝ I’ve always been a bad person, but I’m trying. ❞

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*rolls around on his couch that fucking stinks like wet dog*

🦻 ᴠᴏʟᴜᴍᴇ: ▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪ ​🇫​​🇺​​🇱​​🇱​ ​🇧​​🇦​​🇹​​🇹​​🇪​​🇷​​🇾​     — ❝ Oh man, Kitty. I’ve been drunk on that couch so many times. It probably smells like hangover sweat. ❞

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[ BANDAGE ] : sender bandages a wound on receiver.

🦻 ᴠᴏʟᴜᴍᴇ: ▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪ ​🇫​​🇺​​🇱​​🇱​ ​🇧​​🇦​​🇹​​🇹​​🇪​​🇷​​🇾​     — ❝ Ow, Kate! ❞ His ankle is killing him. Sprained to all hell and back. She’s wrapping it properly but that doesn’t lessen how bad it’s shooting pain. Clint’s hissing loudly for a guy who’s been shot multiple times. Hawkeye slipped on the front steps of the building because he was walking back and forth while it was raining. Totally lame. He wasn’t even fighting anyone. He was just putting out the garbage.

Clint holds his knee as not to disturb her work and groans. His mood is rotten and the glare he’s holding is lethal.

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Bless Clint Barton’s aesthetic, his entire apartment is in various shades of lavender, periwinkle, and mauve. (lineart by David Aja, colored by me)

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For those trying to figure out where Clint’s clothes go, his closet is shown in issue #13 “The U in Funeral” when Clint is paged by the Avengers. He seems to have some kind of sliding door Ikea Pax situation. It’s probably straight back on the same wall as the bathroom door.

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While we’re at it, we might as well take a look at some other details of Clint’s apartment.

Clint’s Kitchen The walls seem to be tiled, and one on the right cracks halfway through the series. He seems to have a freestanding oven tucked beside the cabinets, with his utensils hung up on a rack under the hood. The island seems to have divided storage on (presumably) both sides. Clint owns at least one pot with a lid, a coffeemaker, a kettle, a knife block (?) and he keeps his plateware in the far left cabinet. Most of his dishes are white, but he does own two purple mugs with Hs on them (which are his favorite.) His wall phone is connected next to his world map/mission board. He appears to only have two barstools, but apparently also wheels over in his office chair when he’s feeling grumpy and tired.

Clint’s World/Mission Map A MASSIVE corkboard with a curtain rod hung above it. (Clint probably rigged this up himself.) Clint changes out what’s on this frequently. Also likely means Clint owns a Polaroid camera (or at least a Polaroid printer.) 

Clint’s Living Room (and his Many, Many, MANY Books) I can’t stress enough that Clint has books everywhere in his apartment. He has a bookshelf next to the TV, two more bookshelves on either side of his couch, and yet another bookshelf under the stairs. He also seems to keep books on the shelf above his TV, though any number of these could be CDs or DVDs. He also has a few framed pictures here and there on the shelves. All the bookcases have storage cupboards underneath them.

On the bookcase under the stairs, there seems to be a droopy and sadly neglected plant. There’s also what looks like a propane tank sitting beside the bookcase. Not sure what it’s for since both the grills on the rooftop are charcoal grills (they use the hot coals to fight off the tracksuit draculas at one point.)

Clint seems to have a great TV system, complete with wall-mounted soundbars and a built-in entertainment center with quite a few different consoles. Issue #6 lists them as a cable box, DVD, VHS, and DVR. The other two might be gaming consoles. The DVR actually belongs to Grills who lent it to Clint because it has every episode of Dog Cops on it. He seems to use his side table as a catch-all, for papers, notepads, bottles, bandages, etc. and likely uses the small desk lamp there for reading when it gets dark in the apartment. Lucky’s food bowl is sometimes in front of the bookcase left of the couch, by the floor lamp, though it’s also been seen by the kitchen island.

Clint’s Bathroom Atrocious the one time we see it. Awful colors, broken/missing tiles, cracked walls. Little to no storage because Clint has his toilet paper rolls just stacked next to each other (and no trash can because he leaves the empty rolls on the floor.) At least he has a (pink) toilet brush. And a big purple towel. Of course. We don’t see the shower but we know he has one because Barney once asks Clint about it. Has to send his guests up into his bedroom to use the bathroom because that’s where the door is (which I find amusing tbh).

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YOU'RE A BAD PERSON, CLINT BARTON

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Clint being the type that can't be trusted to go to the doctor without a handler, is still my favorite

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we’re all guilty of something.

🦻 ᴠᴏʟᴜᴍᴇ: ▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪ ​🇫​​🇺​​🇱​​🇱​ ​🇧​​🇦​​🇹​​🇹​​🇪​​🇷​​🇾​     — ❝ You’re wanted on like twenty counts of murder. ❞ He’s grumbling as he stands beside her. Clint wasn’t innocent either. His past is littered with very public, very unsavory events. He has no high horse to sit on and no claims to be better than anyone.

Clint feels tired. He needs a beer and an empty roof top. ❝ You have to admit, some are more guilty than others. ❞

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@hcrctic ↣ SC.

🦻 ᴠᴏʟᴜᴍᴇ: ▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪ ​🇫​​🇺​​🇱​​🇱​ ​🇧​​🇦​​🇹​​🇹​​🇪​​🇷​​🇾​     — Clint’s eyes are soft and tired. There’s more creases on his face then when they first met. Costume is different too. But he’d know those eyes anywhere. ❝ Hey Witchie. ❞. He happy to see her. He wasn’t always. There were times he was pissed. But everything can be forgiven, especially as she stand in front of him.

❝ You look good, Doll. ❞.

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Clint being the type that can't be trusted to go to the doctor without a handler, is still my favorite

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@zimwy ↣ SC.

🦻 ᴠᴏʟᴜᴍᴇ: ▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪ ​🇫​​🇺​​🇱​​🇱​ ​🇧​​🇦​​🇹​​🇹​​🇪​​🇷​​🇾​     — ❝ Can you stop brooding for like five minutes? I can hear it from over here, and it's not as hot as you think it is! ❞ Bucky thinks he's so cool. He's lame! Clint isn't mad at all. But he's damn frustrated. What Natasha saw in him, Clint would never know.

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[ SIGN ]: sender raises their hand to sign to receiver. what follows can be anything the sender desires.

🦻 ᴠᴏʟᴜᴍᴇ: ▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪ ​🇫​​🇺​​🇱​​🇱​ ​🇧​​🇦​​🇹​​🇹​​🇪​​🇷​​🇾​     — ❝ HMMmmmmmmm. ❞ He watches her and huffs a laugh. Trying to keep himself quiet during the meeting as not to draw too much attention two the two Hawkeyes. If Steve has to stop reading his PowerPoint, they're both fucked and running laps till they puke. He puts his hands over hers still trying not to blow their cover. Finger covertly swirls to everyone sitting at the table.

< CAREFUL. THEY. ALL. SIGN. >

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@wintersold4h ↣ SC.

🦻 ᴠᴏʟᴜᴍᴇ: ▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪ ​🇫​​🇺​​🇱​​🇱​ ​🇧​​🇦​​🇹​​🇹​​🇪​​🇷​​🇾​     — ❝ WATCH IT ! ❞ Clint is yelping as he tries to slip out of reach. Whoever made them match up on the training roster was a sadist. Bucky punched too hard in sparring and Clint wasn't trying to get his jaw wired again. He almost goes to pull an arrow from his back, but Cap strictly wanted this as hand-to-hand training. Clint is too busy trying to avoid any strikes to his head that he sends a messy left hook towards the other without much thought.

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@stolenparticles asked: 🫖

🦻 ᴠᴏʟᴜᴍᴇ: ▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪ ​🇫​​🇺​​🇱​​🇱​ ​🇧​​🇦​​🇹​​🇹​​🇪​​🇷​​🇾​ — ❝ Oh, thank you, kiddo. ❞ He’s gracious as he accepts the mug with two hands. His recent return has been a mix of too many emotions. And her sweet Casie was handing him a cup of coffee like he was chatting in the kitchen of the Avengers' mansion with her dad again.

❝ How’s my favorite niece? ❞