Alexisthejaguar @alexijungle - Tumblr Blog

Hola a todos!!!

Welcome to my blog =^•^=

My name is Alexis Cortẽz, but call me Alexi! I’m a jaguar mutant, in the world of x men!

I’m Mexican and pansexual, and a jaguar shifter.

#intro post #jaguar #X men oc #x men rp #alexi cortez #OC #he’s also probably autistic

// I made an RP community for any scenarios!!! https://www.tumblr.com/communities/find-an-rp

#ooc #Community #mun speaks #x men rp #x men oc

zoesbluetail

it’s always “Zoe why did you give me a can tab” and never “Ohmygosh thank you for giving me this awesome gift I will treasure it forever Zoe.”

*cough* @alexijungle *cough*

alexijungle

HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW IT WAS THAT IMPORTANT TO YOU

#She’s autistic #I swear

all-hail-hydra

OPEN RP - V2. P.1. Runaway.

No one leaves HYDRA. Once you join, you're in for life. But maybe they forgot that when they decided to run. To leave. To think they could find another life outside that which had created them. Given them all of of their talents. Selfish fool.

Perhaps one should take it as a complement that HYDRA did not send an assit. Did not send a weapon. They sent a monster. A hunter that will track his prey down without rest. Without pause. Until they are to exhausted to keep running. Until they have realized that hiding only gives him time to catch up.

Officer Marcus Petrov stands in a dirty, 'empty' hotel room, holding a loaded gun, pointed up at the ceiling. He stands at ease, as if the other person in here does not want him dead. Perhaps because he knows they are tired. Run down. That he is their living nightmare.

"Come out little fox. You can't keep running forever."

alexijungle

“Not a fox, bastardo.” Thought Alexi to himself. He was curled up on top of the wardrobe in housecat form, watching Petrov from above.

his tail flicked into the light.

Oh fuck.

all-hail-hydra

Petrov raises his eyebrows, his gaze flickering up around the edges of the room. Eventually, it settles for a moment on Alexi before pulling away as if he'd seen nothing. He spins his gun and tucks it back into it's holster, making a show of being unarmed.

"Come on, kitty, you'll only face more hatred out in the world."

alexijungle

Alexi hissed and backed away.

“No no nonono no more needles…. Por favor, deja de hacerme daño….”

Alexi was shaking. He hated how Petrov made him feel small.

all-hail-hydra

"We don't beg for things without getting on our knees first," Petrov mocks. Saying 'we' was intentional, despite the fact that he rarely, if ever got on his knees. He certantly didn't do the begging. "Get down here, kitty."

alexijungle

Alexi glared at him.

Then he shifted into human form, still on the wardrobe.

“Am I gonna be punished for running?” He said quietly, fidgeting with his tail.

all-hail-hydra

"Yes." There was no point in lying to the asset. "But it will not be as bad if I do not have to drag you back."

alexijungle

“So if I just… give in, it won’t be as bad?”

Alexi curled up tighter.

all-hail-hydra

"That's right." It wasn't like it was his job, but he could tell them to make up some worse punishment and claim that they didn't do it because Alexi gave in.

alexijungle

Alexi hesitated, then shifted into cub form again and jumped onto Petrov’s shoulder.

He curled up there like a kit seeking warmth.

all-hail-hydra

Petrov reaches up, giving Alexi a couple scratches before pulling him down into his arms. He needed to have a secure grasp on the asset. He can't resist giving more pets, though. He didn't dislike Alexi and he did like cats.

alexijungle

Alexi purred and melted into the pets, tail flicking gently.

He didn’t mind the pets.

it was what came next that he hated.

#//in this au Alexi is 13

all-hail-hydra

OPEN RP - V2. P.1. Runaway.

No one leaves HYDRA. Once you join, you're in for life. But maybe they forgot that when they decided to run. To leave. To think they could find another life outside that which had created them. Given them all of of their talents. Selfish fool.

Perhaps one should take it as a complement that HYDRA did not send an assit. Did not send a weapon. They sent a monster. A hunter that will track his prey down without rest. Without pause. Until they are to exhausted to keep running. Until they have realized that hiding only gives him time to catch up.

Officer Marcus Petrov stands in a dirty, 'empty' hotel room, holding a loaded gun, pointed up at the ceiling. He stands at ease, as if the other person in here does not want him dead. Perhaps because he knows they are tired. Run down. That he is their living nightmare.

"Come out little fox. You can't keep running forever."

alexijungle

“Not a fox, bastardo.” Thought Alexi to himself. He was curled up on top of the wardrobe in housecat form, watching Petrov from above.

his tail flicked into the light.

Oh fuck.

all-hail-hydra

Petrov raises his eyebrows, his gaze flickering up around the edges of the room. Eventually, it settles for a moment on Alexi before pulling away as if he'd seen nothing. He spins his gun and tucks it back into it's holster, making a show of being unarmed.

"Come on, kitty, you'll only face more hatred out in the world."

alexijungle

Alexi hissed and backed away.

“No no nonono no more needles…. Por favor, deja de hacerme daño….”

Alexi was shaking. He hated how Petrov made him feel small.

all-hail-hydra

"We don't beg for things without getting on our knees first," Petrov mocks. Saying 'we' was intentional, despite the fact that he rarely, if ever got on his knees. He certantly didn't do the begging. "Get down here, kitty."

alexijungle

Alexi glared at him.

Then he shifted into human form, still on the wardrobe.

“Am I gonna be punished for running?” He said quietly, fidgeting with his tail.

all-hail-hydra

"Yes." There was no point in lying to the asset. "But it will not be as bad if I do not have to drag you back."

alexijungle

“So if I just… give in, it won’t be as bad?”

Alexi curled up tighter.

all-hail-hydra

"That's right." It wasn't like it was his job, but he could tell them to make up some worse punishment and claim that they didn't do it because Alexi gave in.

alexijungle

Alexi hesitated, then shifted into cub form again and jumped onto Petrov’s shoulder.

He curled up there like a kit seeking warmth.

all-hail-hydra

OPEN RP - V2. P.1. Runaway.

No one leaves HYDRA. Once you join, you're in for life. But maybe they forgot that when they decided to run. To leave. To think they could find another life outside that which had created them. Given them all of of their talents. Selfish fool.

Perhaps one should take it as a complement that HYDRA did not send an assit. Did not send a weapon. They sent a monster. A hunter that will track his prey down without rest. Without pause. Until they are to exhausted to keep running. Until they have realized that hiding only gives him time to catch up.

Officer Marcus Petrov stands in a dirty, 'empty' hotel room, holding a loaded gun, pointed up at the ceiling. He stands at ease, as if the other person in here does not want him dead. Perhaps because he knows they are tired. Run down. That he is their living nightmare.

"Come out little fox. You can't keep running forever."

alexijungle

“Not a fox, bastardo.” Thought Alexi to himself. He was curled up on top of the wardrobe in housecat form, watching Petrov from above.

his tail flicked into the light.

Oh fuck.

all-hail-hydra

Petrov raises his eyebrows, his gaze flickering up around the edges of the room. Eventually, it settles for a moment on Alexi before pulling away as if he'd seen nothing. He spins his gun and tucks it back into it's holster, making a show of being unarmed.

"Come on, kitty, you'll only face more hatred out in the world."

alexijungle

Alexi hissed and backed away.

“No no nonono no more needles…. Por favor, deja de hacerme daño….”

Alexi was shaking. He hated how Petrov made him feel small.

all-hail-hydra

"We don't beg for things without getting on our knees first," Petrov mocks. Saying 'we' was intentional, despite the fact that he rarely, if ever got on his knees. He certantly didn't do the begging. "Get down here, kitty."

alexijungle

Alexi glared at him.

Then he shifted into human form, still on the wardrobe.

“Am I gonna be punished for running?” He said quietly, fidgeting with his tail.

all-hail-hydra

"Yes." There was no point in lying to the asset. "But it will not be as bad if I do not have to drag you back."

alexijungle

“So if I just… give in, it won’t be as bad?”

Alexi curled up tighter.

all-hail-hydra

OPEN RP - A NEW EXPERMENT

Marcus was looking for a new victim. He didn't even bother to think about it in any other way. They wanted a new experment. Specifically one that would have a fair amount of everyday memories. So he figured he'd find one on the streets. Who cares if someone missed them? No one would blame him.

Spotting someone who looked fairly off guard and an easy catch, but still somewhat in shape, he approaches them, putting on his friendlest smile.

"Good evening, I don't suppose you could tell me how to find the court house?"

alexijungle

Alexi was sitting on a bench with his tail curled tightly around his leg to hide it and his ears under his hood.

He jumped at the man’s voice.

“Oh, sí, yes. It’s three streets and a left.”

all-hail-hydra

OPEN RP - V2. P.1. Runaway.

No one leaves HYDRA. Once you join, you're in for life. But maybe they forgot that when they decided to run. To leave. To think they could find another life outside that which had created them. Given them all of of their talents. Selfish fool.

Perhaps one should take it as a complement that HYDRA did not send an assit. Did not send a weapon. They sent a monster. A hunter that will track his prey down without rest. Without pause. Until they are to exhausted to keep running. Until they have realized that hiding only gives him time to catch up.

Officer Marcus Petrov stands in a dirty, 'empty' hotel room, holding a loaded gun, pointed up at the ceiling. He stands at ease, as if the other person in here does not want him dead. Perhaps because he knows they are tired. Run down. That he is their living nightmare.

"Come out little fox. You can't keep running forever."

alexijungle

“Not a fox, bastardo.” Thought Alexi to himself. He was curled up on top of the wardrobe in housecat form, watching Petrov from above.

his tail flicked into the light.

Oh fuck.

all-hail-hydra

Petrov raises his eyebrows, his gaze flickering up around the edges of the room. Eventually, it settles for a moment on Alexi before pulling away as if he'd seen nothing. He spins his gun and tucks it back into it's holster, making a show of being unarmed.

"Come on, kitty, you'll only face more hatred out in the world."

alexijungle

Alexi hissed and backed away.

“No no nonono no more needles…. Por favor, deja de hacerme daño….”

Alexi was shaking. He hated how Petrov made him feel small.

all-hail-hydra

"We don't beg for things without getting on our knees first," Petrov mocks. Saying 'we' was intentional, despite the fact that he rarely, if ever got on his knees. He certantly didn't do the begging. "Get down here, kitty."

alexijungle

Alexi glared at him.

Then he shifted into human form, still on the wardrobe.

“Am I gonna be punished for running?” He said quietly, fidgeting with his tail.

all-hail-hydra

OPEN RP - V2. P.1. Runaway.

No one leaves HYDRA. Once you join, you're in for life. But maybe they forgot that when they decided to run. To leave. To think they could find another life outside that which had created them. Given them all of of their talents. Selfish fool.

Perhaps one should take it as a complement that HYDRA did not send an assit. Did not send a weapon. They sent a monster. A hunter that will track his prey down without rest. Without pause. Until they are to exhausted to keep running. Until they have realized that hiding only gives him time to catch up.

Officer Marcus Petrov stands in a dirty, 'empty' hotel room, holding a loaded gun, pointed up at the ceiling. He stands at ease, as if the other person in here does not want him dead. Perhaps because he knows they are tired. Run down. That he is their living nightmare.

"Come out little fox. You can't keep running forever."

alexijungle

“Not a fox, bastardo.” Thought Alexi to himself. He was curled up on top of the wardrobe in housecat form, watching Petrov from above.

his tail flicked into the light.

Oh fuck.

all-hail-hydra

Petrov raises his eyebrows, his gaze flickering up around the edges of the room. Eventually, it settles for a moment on Alexi before pulling away as if he'd seen nothing. He spins his gun and tucks it back into it's holster, making a show of being unarmed.

"Come on, kitty, you'll only face more hatred out in the world."

alexijungle

Alexi hissed and backed away.

“No no nonono no more needles…. Por favor, deja de hacerme daño….”

Alexi was shaking. He hated how Petrov made him feel small.

merc-with-a-mouth-69

“Kill them with kindness”

Nah stink bomb in the fridge

alexijungle

By stink bomb do you mean a three year old burrito or the forbidden tupperware

kimaris-from-chicago

There are Crumbs In My Bed. Who the Hell eats in another man's bed?

alexijungle

blue fuzzballs with religious trauma

all-hail-hydra

OPEN RP - V2. P.1. Runaway.

No one leaves HYDRA. Once you join, you're in for life. But maybe they forgot that when they decided to run. To leave. To think they could find another life outside that which had created them. Given them all of of their talents. Selfish fool.

Perhaps one should take it as a complement that HYDRA did not send an assit. Did not send a weapon. They sent a monster. A hunter that will track his prey down without rest. Without pause. Until they are to exhausted to keep running. Until they have realized that hiding only gives him time to catch up.

Officer Marcus Petrov stands in a dirty, 'empty' hotel room, holding a loaded gun, pointed up at the ceiling. He stands at ease, as if the other person in here does not want him dead. Perhaps because he knows they are tired. Run down. That he is their living nightmare.

"Come out little fox. You can't keep running forever."

alexijungle

“Not a fox, bastardo.” Thought Alexi to himself. He was curled up on top of the wardrobe in housecat form, watching Petrov from above.

his tail flicked into the light.

Oh fuck.