NALIA : i think it might be my brand
NALIA : but also stop laughing at me >:(
NALIA : are there statistics on that cohen
@cohensegura typed : please name at least 3 other things that qualify as your ‘brand.’ i’m 100% genuinely curious. which still sounds sarcastic but u’ve gotta trust that i wanna know lmao
@cohensegura typed : or what? will u cry at me until i stop?
@cohensegura typed : if there were and i linked u would you actually read them
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IT WASN’T LIKE cohen--as of the last eight sober months, at least--to walk into the locker room post-practice with the ghostly feeling of pure, unadulterated anger wrapped around his neck. he had given practice his all that night; sweat dripping from jaw and landing posthumously on his jersey. he hadn’t even gotten called off field--he did every drill, did every drill right, hit every beat he was expected to hit, and only barely fumbled his first catch of the night. if you hadn’t been paying too close attention, you wouldn’t have even known cohen had been off his game and beating himself up for it the entire night. if anything, cohen should have been proud of the fact that he had gotten through the evening. however, for some reason ( perhaps because he had just driven one of his best friends away, or perhaps because he had no clue how to keep improving when it was so hard to not succumb to being the worst version of himself ), today had been one of his hard ones. he itched for a vice that could help him do better, feel better--be better. it was sheer want masquerading as need, and it made cohen feel as though he were a rubber band being pulled forcefully to either end of a long hallway. “tonight was shit,” cohen said beneath a fake laugh, the words bubbling from his throat abruptly--entirely without care--as he shed his jersey and pads, throwing them recklessly to the back of his locker, leaving only his tank and pants. “we’re gonna fuckin’ flatline at average if we don’t start switchin’ shit up. every fuckin’ practice i feel like i’m watchin’ people fall asleep around me.” it took everything in cohen, then, to stop talking--and he knew he had to stop talking. with that alone, he had set up a familiar time bomb. he could feel it ticking, but instead of acknowledging what he had thrown carelessly onto the cold ground, he focused on untying his cleats with a grimace.
NALIA : my cleanse lasted 4 hours
NALIA : & i’m officially back on my bullshit.
NALIA : so dont say i didnt warn you!
@cohensegura typed : ‘cleanse’...... that sounds terrible and i do not envy u
@cohensegura typed : already taking l’s huh... that’s dedication to ur craft right there LMAO
@cohensegura typed : just remember to take it slow or w/e. i hear alcohol poisoning runs rampant around these parts
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✮ ∷ ╰ anonymous asked: who's your favorite person in dillon ?
❛ myself. but if i had to choose... devon’s up near the top, i guess--she’s family. foster’s also basically family to me, so i’m adding him for the same reason. i’d go a round for them both by default. plus, foster’s an extension of myself--i’m gettin’ nowhere without him. still, though, i easily think finn & parker are the most lively to be around, summer’s the kind of person you can end a day with & feel like you’re all good, lorena’s the most relaxing to be around because she’ll never keep you guessin’, donnie’s the kind of person who deserves what they’ve got and makes our team better whenever he opens his mouth--no bullshit, win matches my energy the quickest & makes even the worst room feel tolerable, & liv’s the person i’d go to war for who wouldn’t judge me the moment i did something she didn’t like. ❜
✮ ∷ ╰ anonymous asked: what r ur plans for this year ?
❛ keepin’ my shit together for my last two semesters is priority number one. lorena didn’t put herself through the torture of helpin’ me get into honors architecture just for me to fuck it up this close to graduation. aside from that, i’ve got prospects to look forward to--job prospects, i mean. everythin’s comin’ down to the day i get the kind of security i want. i gotta be able to give my parents what they need, so i can focus on makin’ money for my own future for once. other than that? i haven’t got any. things are good right now, and that’s all i care about. i don’t think too hard about my personal relationships--expectations are a bitch. but i will add.... i’ll never tell him i’m doin’ it, because i’m not his parent or some shit, but i’ve gotta make sure foster stays on his leash and doesn’t fuckin’ skip town without a note or get himself in deep shit again. ❜
✮ ∷ ╰ anonymous asked: y u get so mad abt football ? it's just football
❛ if you don’t get mad for the sake of bein’ better at the thing you’re doin’, there’s literally no point in even doin’ it. i’m not goin’ to night practices to get yelled at to keep my knees to my fuckin’ throat by coach for the fun of it all. ❜
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HAVING MIDDAY GUESTS wasn’t the most deliberate & repetitive move in the cohen segura handbook. rather, he was a nighttime or bust kind of soul. but devon happened to be one of the few integrated seamlessly into his daily life. “mind the mess,” cohen said when he opened the door for his closest cousin to walk into his living room. he pointed to the center of the living room, where some blankets lay astray along the span of his l-shaped couch. he didn’t generally think it necessary to apologize--ever; especially considering the minuscule nature of the ‘ mess. ’ but with it being sunday morning, something about it all screamed responsibility to cohen. “you’re lucky foster isn’t here,” cohen laughed to himself as he sat down in the center of his couch, leaving room for devon. there, he leaned over, elbows resting on his knees, to reach his low coffee table and continue rolling the blunt he had already gotten going. “the man doesn’t know how to keep his nose out of a session, and he’d be able to smell it all the way from his room. fuckin’ vultures in this house,” cohen smiled at his own words, shaking his head but knowing he was perfectly happy with his living situation. tentatively, he looked over at devon then, beginning to use his thumbs, middle, and forefingers to wrap, thinking: what would our parents say if they saw us now? the thought alone was hilarious. “is your inner dillon circle gettin’ to be just as fucked as mine, or have you been minimally impacted by the shit goin’ on around this place?”
I FEEL LIKE i just ran away from home and then realized i’m five and, unfortunately, cannot survive without my parents. LMDFLKDFGM i missed u all and had to return… we hate to see it. anyway! whew. i figured i’d post a refreshed lil intro for cohen to make sure i hit on some key changes before i hop back into the game! the most important / group-related part is right at the top, so if u read nothing else, read that! ily all and i’m excited to jump back in like i never left. i’ll be sliding in dms and makin’ starters asap, so if u wanna make some connection changes my door’s always open! x
cohen currently lives in a glorified, raggedy frat-esque house ( he is NOT a fratboy but he might as well be huh ) of his own right off campus, about a five minute drive / ten minute walk from the stadium ( it’s about four bedrooms large with three bathrooms, all on one floor. think david dobrik’s house–click here to see–except much uglier and CHEAP MVDFLG ).
he’s fiscally very protective of his savings. he’s been working since he was 12 with his dad, and never ever spent his money, despite some repetitive near-misses where his parents tried ( and failed, bc cohen’s slick ) to steal money from him. basically he now pays for his share of the house using the money he saves/has always saved working for factories, farms, & fixing people’s junk cars.
his only current roommate is foster, meaning he has two spare rooms he’s not really doing anything with. beer pong table’s outside, the kitchen is the alcohol hot spot, there’s a pool table instead of a dining room table, u know how it goes.
regardless, he throws open invite house parties literally every weekend. they take place every friday night up until the sun rises on sunday morning–whether he’s around the house for all of five seconds or all night doesn’t matter, because they’re always a-go.
you’re all 100% free to use his house entirely at your leisure for character fun / development / a place for ur thread to take place / etc! you don’t even need to get my okay beforehand! just do it! think of it as a known dillon fact that cohen’s having a house party every weekend NFKDFNDFKJG.
no matter who you are, whether cohen likes you or not, he will not care if you show up with some randos or familiar faces and party it out. he’s socially bored 24/7 and full of apathy and alcohol at all times so mans probably will be plastered drunk out doing donuts in the parking lot and fighting someone he doesn’t have beef with anyway. ur muse probably won’t even see him there. LMKGDFLG if you’ve ever seen burlesque? literally him showing up to his OWN house for a visit / to get plastered and then wander off during the weekend party is…. real. so yeah! use his house like it’s ur own. just be out by sunday afternoon bc he likes to pretend none of it ever happened as soon as he wakes up and has to be sober for school. x KMVFBLFG love u all.
✮ ∷ ╰ 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬 & 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 .
tw: eating disorder mentions ( food & lifestyle ), drug addiction / recovery, alcoholism, & mentions of past steroid use.
full name. cohen anthony segura.
aka. co, jet.
character inspiration. adam parrish ( the raven cycle ), vince howard & tim riggins lovechild ( if y’all watched fnl…. let’s cry together ), a much more problematic & asshole-ish david dobrik ( the vlog squad ), nathan scott ( oth ), steven hyde ( that ‘70s show ), emily prentiss & aaron hotchner lovechild ( criminal minds ), & noel miller ( tmg ).
age & d.o.b. twenty-two. birthdate tbd.
zodiac. virgo sun, aries moon, & aquarius rising.
pronouns. he / him.
orientation. openly bisexual.
this has never presented as too large of an issue for cohen, despite living in dillon. he isn’t afraid of being talked about, and has a history of making sure people know he can hold his own if anyone has anything to say about his personal life.
university major. architecture & architectural technology.
after living in a trailer for the duration of his life, the idea that he would be invested in architecture is astounding. however, here he is. his passion for home creation stemmed from growing up and envisioning a real home to live in. his parents are both into self-taught carpentry, and his dad was shoving tools and measuring tape into his hands from the time he was young in an effort to instill in him a firm “get it done yourself” mindset. he spends his time studying structure & building planning, and secretly has a journal full of dream house mark-ups.
occupation. wide receiver for the dillon panthers, full time student, & prospective architect / carpenter post-college.
tattoos. many riddled throughout his body. brandon arreaga’s tattoos are cohen’s.
face claim. brandon arreaga.
alignment. neutral evil.
hogwarts. slytherin.
positive & negative traits. ( if u’ve already read this do not read it again i promise u nothing here changed LSMFLD )
hardworking–he works himself to the bone and is entirely unapologetic about it. you’ll rarely catch him slipping, but if he does, he’s the first to get ear-splittingly angry with himself over it. he’s way too hard on himself & he knows it, but he’ll never admit it.
he nitpicks at the flaws of others in an effort to feel superior, and always acts unaffected when he’s called out for bringing the team down when he’s not taking care of himself ( cue vince howard from fnl or nathan scott from oth scenes where they’re bragging about how good they are on the field even though he’s apt to get himself hurt because of how desperate he is for some kind of validation–cohen had a huge issue with restricting and abusing stimulants / testing steroids throughout high school and college in an attempt to boost his football persona. he was always incredibly fast and beat literal ODDS to maintain his wide receiver position, but especially thanks to his small build he’s used to being underestimated / downplayed, which puts a really heavy weight on his shoulders. today, he’s eating healthily, he’s off drugs, and he’s taking care of himself better than he ever has before, but it’s still incredibly hard and he still reaches out for ways to overcompensate, which is where alcohol usually comes into play ).
transparent–sure, he can turn into a stressed out & irritable jerk within a fraction of a second, but at least he’s upfront about when he switches lanes. LDFGLMKFG
he’s incredibly focused, which means he’s never going to linger in uncertainty for too long before he admits that he’s just not down to be around you / to be there / to talk / etc. he’s no bullshitter by any means. he’d rather hurt your feelings and keep his environment stable and tactile than stick around and put his easily shaken emotions at risk just to make you comfy.
he’s also accountable. he knows when he’s causing shit to fuck up & hit the fan, and he’s always quick to right wrongs when things are on him. ofc he’s bred from a family full of blame-givers, so he unhealthily picked up a bad habit of being really good at sounding like he’s apologizing sincerely when he’s really just trying to end a fight because he’s annoyed. LDCLDKMFDFG.
he’s blunt, temperamental, & incredibly selfish when it comes to his own lifelines / vices, but wholeheartedly selfless when it comes to doing anything to protect or lift up the people he loves.
mental diagnoses. anorexia nervosa ( in recovery ), alcoholism ( ongoing ), an addiction to various stimulants ( in recovery ), & frequent past attempts at steroid use.
physical diagnoses. n / a.
phobias. has an irrational fear of accidentally burning down his house. will get immensely stressed–to the point where he’s absolutely annoying and intolerable to put up with / be around–if someone’s cooking or baking “irresponsibly.” will probably yell at you and hover-cook until you let him take over so he can make sure nothing goes wrong. LMSDFKLFG
scars. an appendix scar on his lower left side.
drug use. frequently.
alcohol use. frequently.
diet. very decently rounded. he loves to cook, despite being self-taught. growing up the way he did, he settles for making simple dishes very well. he’s not the type to go all out for dinner. he meal preps like it’s his job. he usually just settles with some kind of pan-friend chicken and pasta dish at home.
birth place. dillon, texas.
parents. "jude" judith & anthony segura.
two lower class parents with deep-rooted anger issues. they currently live in the same trailer park together, in separate trailers, and fight with each other constantly. they claim they’re divorced, and are seeing other people, but they’ve never actually filed for anything, since anthony segura thinks it’s just a ploy for judith to take “half [his] shit.” cohen visits them often, and acts as a middle ground child who hates but loves both of them equally. his dad enjoys / tolerates his son’s presence more than his mother does, but only marginally. his mother’s much less concerned with the fact that she has children, since, in her mind, her relationship issues are the most important things in her life. cohen spent many nights as a kid with his drugged up mom in his lap while she cried about not being loved by anyone. his dad, even though he’s rough with cohen, at least spends time with him every now and again. as a kid, his dad was handing him beers to drink and tools to learn to use to prove he was a man ( despite being a ten y/o child bfkjgk oh well! ). regardless, today cohen lives on his own but is still the financial backbone for his parents–since his mom is unemployed and his dad is a seasonal construction worker–and has been since he was fifteen. they ask him for money every chance they get, and cohen never says no.
siblings. a younger sister ( by two years ). loves her to death. would protect her with his life.
pets. he’s notorious for letting a certain set of strays run amuck in his house. he feeds the neighborhood cat, is a-okay with people bringing their animals to his parties, etc. but he’s too scared of permanence and obsessed with independence to ever follow through with getting his own animal.
education. current senior at dillon university.
he has always been a decent student. he got into architectural honors college his sophomore year of college. however, he’s still not by any means incredibly intelligent. he’s decent grade-wise, but only because he tries really hard and puts in the effort it takes to keep up in a field like architecture. he’s also a chronic cheater, but c’est la vie! lmfgdflkg he spends the vast majority of his time either studying or practicing, and gets very irritable very quick doing either activity because he doesn’t know how to manage stress, so he drinks in the evenings in an attempt to make up for his tense demeanor, but he’s an angry drunk so… whomst are we really kidding here. LMDFKLG
𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒐𝒏 : hey just bc im a late riser doesn’t mean im LAZY !! have you ever seen me take an addy & write a paper in one night bc i woke up at 8 pm ? no bc a bitch was tuned into her school work .
𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒐𝒏 : what kind of person would i be if i didn’t ? 😇 god has had me blacklisted since i kept that car my dad stole & didn’t turn it in to the police , so no love lost there . where are we doing this , at yours ? i don’t think i can stomach more vodka for a week , but im always down to smoke .
@cohenjets typed : congratulations! you’ve already got more to say for yourself than most kase-jetson kids OR adults can. keep up the good work.
@cohenjets typed : LMAO you can always be forgiven. 🥺 but yeah my place. just a smoke session in that case. i’ll put on fernando for old time’s sake. so excited to see you etc etc
✮ ∷ ╰ cohen segura photographed on the raggedy basketball court outside of cohen’s home , prepping for his usual weekend house party with friends . photo directed by @lorcnas & taken by @sumrtm , as of friday , september 24th @ 12:00 p.m.
IF HONESTY WAS at all at play here, cohen had no real reason to drink that night. his day had been hard but simple: avoid reaching out to anyone for the sake of his own sanity, go to class, struggle through his second to last semester of honors courses, go straight to the gym, beat himself up at practice, go to the gym once more, then round it all up by sauntering home by midnight. letting finn through the door of his apartment when he arrived was easily the most stress-free thing he had done for the last three days, at the very least. he let finn in with a comforted grin and a noiseless exhale & sinking of his shoulders. the asshole in cohen ( which was, essentially, cohen’s essence ) would blame the reaction wholeheartedly on his will to drink, but that was far too one-dimensional to get at the truth. “you fuckin’ took long enough, eh, champ?” breaking eye contact only momentarily, cohen was already reaching for a duo of doubleshot glasses of absolut from his countertop--the alcohol sitting perched atop the ledge of the window-esque counter separating his kitchen from his living room. cohen held one glass by the bottom and handed it off to his best friend, clinking their heavily poured glasses together and downing his own without question. “’ve gotta be polite at least for the first shot, but we can skip straight to the goon shit and drink from the bottle.”
cohen already had a fifth in tote by the neck as he ventured a few steps over to his long white couch, sitting down close to the side and letting his head roll back momentarily. he shut his eyes and scrunched his nose before looking over at his friend, “i was gonna ask when we were textin’, but i knew if you started to go in i’d get tired of readin’. what do you think ‘yeehaw land things’ are?” his smile grew wide then, a chuckle bubbling from his chest. “‘cause i genuinely don’t know how to decipher that. and,” he feigned seriousness then, taking a swig from the open bottle and leaning closer to his friend, his elbows perched on his knees as he reached over and placed a hand on finn’s shoulder, “i worry about you--i really fuckin’ do. all this noise from whomever, and all i can think is, ‘is finn okay? is he gettin’ all the ass he needs lately? is he smilin’?’ you know,” cohen said then, maintaining eye contact and letting a grin slip back onto his lips, “the important stuff.”
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𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒏: who wouldn't come over to ur place at the drop of a hat? i know many ppl who would. granted u only invite few. maybe four
𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒏: debilitating existential crisis. just living in yeehaw land things
𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒏: is billy allowed or is this a nsff meeting? 🐠
𝒄𝒐𝒉𝒆𝒏: the hard part is finding someone i WANT to text to meet up at midnight in the first place. sure i know ppl i've fucked with in the past who'd come over easy, but when u aren't sure if they're sober weirdos who are gonna ruin the mood or not... it's better to just leave em as unsaved numbers and never think about texting them again
𝒄𝒐𝒉𝒆𝒏: come bring your yeehaw land things to my place, i'll bring my own yeehaw land things, and we can do some good old venting until we literally don't know our own names anymore
