Coulson figures it out through standard procedure (rumor mill to threatening junior agents to that required weird conversation with one’s boss).

“You had me a little worried, there,” Clint says, and nods him into the hotel room. “Thought you might've gotten lost on the way in.” “Parking,” he replies, and clears his throat.

He shoots Clint Barton in the thigh in an alleyway in Alphabet City, too close to District X for comfort. He uses his tie as a tourniquet and helps Barton to his feet and wonders if Barton always talks this much.

Day 214 on the campaign trail of Steve Rogers for President. Twenty-sixteen's turning out to be a hell of a year.

When he was younger, Clint wished really hard for someone. This fic is the prequel to 'you're the one who sees the darkness on the edge of town', which I've previously podficced here.

Clint has OCD. They work with it. After all, this is the Avengers; everyone's got quirks. (This fic is Part 1 of the Mindset 'verse.)

Fitting together isn't something that just happens. Sometimes, you have to work for it. (Moments in the life of Clint Barton and Phil Coulson. Each chapter is a stand-alone.) This fic is Part 2 of the Mindset 'verse, where Clint has OCD. I've recorded Part 1 of the series, 'Anchor and Hold', here.

Sometimes, Clint goes beyond the point where he can help himself. Luckily, he's not the only one who knows poetry. This fic is Part 4 of the Mindset 'verse, where Clint has OCD

Clint has a complex relationship with paperwork. This fic is Part 3 of the Mindset 'verse, where Clint has OCD

Clint has OCD. They work with it. After all, this is the Avengers; everyone's got quirks