#agent 47 headcanons

[funnyexel]

imagine being on vacation with agent 47

The familiar click clack of the front door woke you from your tired state. A burst of energy shooting threw you as you peel yourself off the confines of the couch and shuffle to the quiet sound. You watch as he locks the door behind him, electricity flowing through you in pure excitement as you wait eagerly. Studying how precisely he took off his jacket, rolled off his gloves and loosened his tie with a small sigh. Opening his arms to you, you practically throw yourself at him. Burying your head in his chest and holding him tightly. His musky, powerful scent fills your nostrils as his arms travel around your waist and return the embrace. He got used to you waiting for him even though he repeatedly told you not to.

“You slept on the couch...” 

He utters, adjusting the bottom of your nightgown. In an attempt at shielding the soft flesh from the cold draft. His fingertips slyly dusting over your ass. 

Humming softly, you realize it doesn’t take a genius to see you’ve been camping out on the couch in anticipation for his arrival. Feeling his icy hands slide down the curve of your back, ass and stopping at the backs of your thighs. He grabs handfuls of your flesh and hoists your legs up to cross around his waist. A faint whine leaving your lips as your arms wrap loosely around his neck. Effortlessly holding your body around him as he swiftly moves across the living room to ascend the stairs.

Laying you down on the plush bedding, his fists are balled at each side of your head as he looks down to you. Looking up to him with eyes full of wonder and virtue, he uses his knuckle to delicately caress your cheek. As delicately as he can. Moving your head up, you eye his lips and kiss him, sucking on his bottom lip and he lies your head back down. Roughly holding your chin in his palm to keep you close. 

Kissing each other feverishly, your movements are rushed and hasty compared to his as you impatiently unfasten his belt. 

Your moans quickly fill the room as he drives his hips into you repeatedly. Fisting the back of your nightgown as he forcibly pulls you backwards to meet his ferocious thrusts. He may initially have more restraint than you but when he is nine inches deep in your wet pussy he can’t help but brainlessly abuse your cunt.

“m’wanna hear you...” 

You moan desperately, knowing he is suppressing his noises because of how jagged his breathing is. Arching your back so that your ass is right by his ‘V’ line, you wiggle your hips against him. Effectively earning a moan from him, albeit soft but vocal enough to satisfy you. Pushing your rogue hairs out your face, your toes curl at the excessive poking his tip is doing to your cervix. Shouts escaping your lips as his movements become more sloppy and brutal. 

Pounding you to the point where the dominating sound is the roaring sounds of your ass clapping against his pelvis.

Panting to catch your breath, you sneak your hand down to his stomach as you lay on his chest. Your head wrap fucked all the way up and dried up tear stains on the corners of your eye as you look up to him.

“I've been thinking....” 

You whisper to him, your voice threatening to break if you speak any louder. Gazing at you with neutral eyes, he nudges you slightly to hear you continue.

“we should get away... like a vacation.” You say in the sweetest voice you can manage. 

“A vacation?” 

You hum with a quick nod of your head. A small smile on your face, “everytime halloween comes around you get so paranoid. it's just a thought, you don’t have to agree.”

You’re shocked it was so easy. Usually he would need a whole lot more convincing but the next thing you know, you’re in Tahiti double fisting margaritas in a sexy swimsuit. All the while enjoying the sunset with your man in a hot tub. 

He can’t stop staring at your body as you straddled his lap. You can never get enough attention from him.

“I don’t think these drinks are strong enough.”

You exclaim to him as you finish your fourth margarita of the evening, knowing you’re at the point in your drinking where the cocktail is starting to taste more like juice. As you put the glass aside, your eyes widen as you feel his finger playing with your swimsuit bottom. Stretching and snapping the flexible fabric onto your skin.

Pulling your bottoms to the side, he easily slips his cock inside you, the bubbles  materializing in the hot tub covering up your indecent act.

“you’re wet.”

He states in your ear, loud enough for you alone to hear. Whining in his lap as he guides your hips to bounce on his dick. Holding his shoulders you move against him, sitting down on him and rotating your hips in a circular motion before moving up and down on his cock. Your cunt squeezing him so tightly. Letting your moans fly freely, you the slaps of your skin are suppressed by the splashing of water surrounding your bodies.

Luckily for the both of you, no one else would use that hot tub except for you but a good few happened to hear your moaning. Your loud, hot, horny and desperate moaning.

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[diana-fortyseven]

You know I've got to drop that ⭐ 😊

OMG I've been dying to talk some more about this one specific headcanon I briefly mentioned in Ready for Take-Off [NSFW], how it started, and what other headcanons are related to this one.

I love Patient Zero. The entire campaign is so good, so much fun (yes, even the Sniper Assassin mission is decent, although I would've preferred a "normal" one). So many things to love about Patient Zero, but what I love the most is exploring locations during a different time of day (Sapienza at midnight? Nighttime Bangkok? Hokkaido in the morning? YES PLEASE!) and the briefings before the missions and the cinematic after the last mission.

Really, really hoping for a continuation of this side story... Year 3, anyone?

Follow me to Sapienza.

When we acquire the Super Fan disguise and attend the photoshoot with Craig Black, we learn that 47 has read all the Cassandra Snow books.

"The first two books make it obvious that Cassandra's estranged father is the gentleman killer. The confrontation with him is set up to be her defining moment - specifically the séance at the end of book three. And then, suddenly that turns into a poorly written reconciliation instead of the clean break it was obviously meant to be. Care to explain yourself?"

It makes sense, he's very thorough, of course he read them to prepare for the mission involving the author behind them. Hell, he took advanced drumming classes in preparation for his hit on Jordan Cross!

The book we see in the next briefing could be the copy he bought before the mission in Sapienza... or it's a signed copy he got there, either for himself or as a gift for Diana (this is where this headcanon connects to the "47 buys souvenirs for Diana on his missions" headcanon I mentioned in Water Cooler Talk).

And then I read Death and Orchids (if you can only read one fic this week, pick this one!!), and everything fell into place for me and the Headcanon Hare (closely related to the Plot Bunny) found its new home in my brain:

Diana and 47 are reading the same books.

It helps them feel less alone when they're apart, and their shared hobby gives them something to talk about. We all know that 47 isn't the best at having a normal conversation... Their little book club makes it easier for him.

Keep in mind that we're talking about Diana and 47 here. Would they pick highbrow literature? Well, maybe.

But at one point, during their "we're totally strangers" airport meetings, they realised that they didn't have a book yet for their long flights in opposite directions, and so they visited the airport bookstore (totally as strangers), where one of them picked a book and the other had to buy the same once they were gone.

It was 47's turn to choose a book, and it was ... bad. Instead of complaining, Diana decided to one-up (or one-down?) him when it was her turn, and from there on it spiralled downwards.

Both of them have since accepted that reading bad books is their guilty pleasure now, and they're thriving. 🥰

[lucas-grey]

Combat

[yourfaveisafearavatar]

Agent 47 from the Hitman series is an Avatar of the Web.

[the-fo0l]

Heya! How's your day going? Good I hope! ^^

Anygay (🏳️‍🌈), I was wondering if I could request a kidnapped reader. Like somehow someone was stupid yet also smart enough to break in and just yoinked reader up? How long would it take 47 to know and how long until he retrieves reader? Would he be merciless or would he spare a few people? Like there are bound to be a few people who don't know what's going on. Would he spare them or are they...expendable?

(Also sorry for the reader being able to turn into a cat request idk wtf I was thinking. Seriously I can't apologize enough. Dude my 11-year-old self fucking possessed me and forced me to write that one I sweeeeaaarrr- 😭😭😭😭 [again really sorry it won't happen again unless this request is also too out of the box then pls feel free to ignore it. 🫠] anygay Imma go die in a hole sorry for bothering you again-)

47 rescuing his darling hcs

Notes: whaatt nooo please don't apologize, i just had absolutely no inspiration/motivation/life, I feel so bad😭 hope you like these headcanons, had a lot of fun writing them

Warnings: violence, 47 goes crazy, also he's really emotional which may feel out of character but it's how I see him being

47s heart began to pound frantically when he received news of your abduction. The thought of one of his old enemies daring to use you against him sent waves of unbridled fury through his veins.

He goes about retrieving you with a steely resolve, his mind already calculating every move necessary to bring you back to safety.

He allows the heat of his anger to fuel him, driving him forward with a single-minded purpose- saving you.

He digs into every availableresource, gathering information on your whereabouts and meticulously scrutinizing every detail of your kidnappers operation.

They will pay for what they had done, every last one of them.

His normally calm demeanor begins to crack. Anxiety gnawing at his heart, the mere thought of you being hurt tearing him up inside.

Yet, with a calm determination, he quickly packs his gear and leaves; he will get you back, that is now priority number one, above all else.

Everyone he perceives to get in his way is considered expandable

And whoever is responsible for taking you better hope that every single hair on your head is unharmed, cause that's the only chance they have of a somewhat quick death

47s instincts run wild as he fights his way to you. His entire life has been about killing, it's what he was made for after all. But for the first time, it's not just about finishing a job, it's personal.

Honestly, they never stood a chance, and were quickly overwhelmed by the sheer ferocity of 47s onslaught.

47 moved with deadly precision, his eyes fixated on his goal. You had been taken from him, and he would stop at nothing to get you back.

One by one, he'll take out those who stood in his way. His movements fluid and efficient, without any hesitation.

He moved quickly down a dimly lit corridor, his senses on high alert. He could feel your captors presence, the subtle rustling of fabric, and the faint sound of faint breathing.

As he approached the door, he paused for a moment, steeling himself for the fight ahead. This was where you were being held.

Your kidnappers were fools to think they were ready for him, for 47 has never been more ruthless or determined.

After the last one of them dropped, a shaky breath caught 47s attention. He looked back and found you huddled into the corner of the room, your eyes wide as you gazed at the corpses around you, and 47, standing there with obsession in his eyes.

47 felt a pang of regret and sadness seeing you so shaken. He rushed over to you, pulling you into his arms, softly whispering reassurances to you until you calmed down.

You were safe in his arms once again, only now could he himself begin to relax. You were safe, that was all that mattered.

Looking down at you, he knew that he would do anything to keep you safe, to protect you from all harm. Nothing would ever take you away from him ever again, nothing.

Btw, you're not gonna be left alone for a while, and Diana isn't getting him to go to work either, 47's taking his first vacation.

[canonically47]

You head canon, give it to me!

i remember this was right after my post about my hitman hcs, so here are some of them:

lucas’ birthday is september 3rd, 1964, just two days before 47’s.

lucas had multiple choices for his name, among which cassius and brutus. he uses ‘lucas’ now, feeling it is less conspicuous, but he prefers to spell it as ‘loukas’, as inspired by the greek version of the name, in informal settings. he also sometimes uses the names he ended up dismissing when he needs another alibi... which is more often than not.

speaking of alibis, 47 came up with ‘tobias rieper’ by himself, which earned a lot of laughs from those at the ICA. diana sometimes calls him toby because of it, just to get on his nerves. it works every time.

47 also was indecisive when it came to his alibi, almost landing on first names such as aeneas, ballister, cain or amos. much like lucas, he chose tobias because it is more common, and still uses some of these names when in need of another alias.

diana and 47’s relationship is not quite platonic, but not quite romantic either. as of now - when 47 is free of the ICA and doing his own gigs - he and diana live together in the hitmansion, but they each have their own rooms, and rarely sleep together. on rare occasions that they go out, they pretend to be a married couple, making it easier to blend in. however, neither of them actually have feelings for each other, and both of them are arospec & acespec - 47 is aroace, and diana, a demisexual aromantic lesbian.

47 and diana own three cats and one snake: amadeus (brown british shorthair, 2 y/o), sappho (white and grey maine coon, 4 y/o), ramses (black bombay, 1 y/o) and jörmungandr (AKA jörg) (corn snake, 1 y/o).

the reason 47 was locked in the basement for a bit was because diana wanted to be a bit silly. that’s all. let girls have fun!

diana always has to convince 47 to let loose and/or have fun, and that can range from going out to just... taking a break and laying back a bit. 47 is seriously a workaholic.

buuut when diana does convince him to go out, he always ends up going to some furniture or clothes stores, hence his immense wardrobe and so many decorations. diana almost regrets her choices... almost.

[myth-blossom]

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Hi Belle! Thank you for the ask :D Here’s another headcanon:

47’s gun was empty in the olive grove

He’d already hurt Diana before when he didn’t give her a chance to explain her actions (Hitman Absolution). He wouldn’t make that mistake again. He trusted Diana, he loved her—she always made things right. So he emptied the gun and hoped she would be honest with him.

This headcanon really makes the Necessary Evil cutscene more heartbreaking. I wrote about it recently in Chapter 26 of my Songs and Silencers collection (and I’m sure it’ll appear again in the future).

Ask away for more Hitman headcanons!

[air-tuna-art]

To me it feels very odd that 47 has eyebrows.

Lemme explain:

47 was created with some sort of alopecia so that he has no hair anywhere

We can see this in absolution in the shower where there is nothing hair wise on his legs,

We see his arms most often and they show no sign of hair or hair growth, even his chest is barren.

So how does he have eyebrows? Surely if he was born with alopecia he wouldn't have them. But then again his brother seemed to miraculously grown a full head of hair, so...

This has given me the recurring thought that 47 simply draws them on and (funnier still) diana doesn't realise bc he's that good at it.

[sarcasticsouthernbookworm]

New headcanon that Adam and Ronan both like the Hitman games, they started playing them the summer at the Barns before Adam left for college and the games appeal to them in different ways: Adam for meticulously planning everything and Ronan for chaos mode

Ronan then dresses up as 47 one Halloween by shaving his head all the way and wearing one of his church suits, he calls Adam Diana all night

[cajunandfire]

Diana probably gives 47 the best scalp massages on that baldo head of his and it probably makes him purr like a big ol' cat.

[autisticsupervillain]

Magnificent Bastards with Autism

Listed in no particular order.

L Lawliet from Death Note

Agent 47 from Hitman

Big Boss from Metal Gear

Xemnas from Kingdom Hearts

Scp-2006 from SCP Foundation

Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing from Hellsing

Amanda Waller from DC Comics

[sbjc06]

Hitman: absolution's Victoria Is a lesbian. You can't tell me otherwise nor change my mind.

[lucas-grey]

Working brothers.

They have different ways to deal with problems, but they are always highly effective.

[issytheamateurnerd]

Here's a cute thought for you all:

Diana walks past young Madeleine's room and notices her playing with dolls and her favorite stuffed rabbit. Diana thinks it's sweet and watches for a little bit until she hears:

"Target down. Good work, Agent Bunny. The money has been wired to your account."

And it was at that moment Diana realized Madeleine had been watching her parents work a little too much.

[the-fo0l]

Hi, I hope you're doing well and I love your work

Can I request for a fluff headcanon of agent 47 and Diana burnwood playing card games (like uno or monopoly) with a nb reader?

durak is the only card game i really know, so i had that in mind when writing. also 47 and reader are implied to be together

Playing cards with Diana and 47 hcs

Playing cards with these two would be interesting, to say the least

47 is highly skilled in a lot of things, one of the main being strategic thinking, making him formidable in any game

On the other hand, Diana Burnwood possesses excellent analytical skills

So...good luck going against these two

47s poker face is insane

I mean, his natural resting face could already be considered a poker face

You can never guess what's going through his head, especially not while playing cards

All the while, 47 would be able to read his opponents and anticipate their next moves completely

And he uses his skills to make sure you always win

But that's hard to do when Diana has the best luck of the draw ever

He'll find a way to slip you extra aces to you

Towards the end of the game, when everyone's putting out their best cards, 2 extra aces are revealed

"I don't remember there being 6 aces in a deck, 47," says Diana, playfully glaring at him

"...What are you implying...?"

(boy, you know damn well you cheated so your lover could win)

Diana still ends up winning somehow

At least she's nice about it, even when 47 has a bit of sore loser energy to him

[rieper-for-hire]

Random headcanon thought:

47 gives the Floral Baller to Diana/SO as a gift to match his own Silverballer because he secretly wants them to match when in the field and because it's cute like their personality sometimes