derekelliscohen
Mind Your Own Biscuits
197 posts
Carolina Hurricanes Defenseman #9
Don't wanna be here? Send us removal request.
derekelliscohen · 3 years ago
Text
fawnseigert·:
Where: Maggie’s 50s Diner Who: OPEN @fallbrookstarters·
Tumblr media
Music was something that soothed Fawn’s soul no matter what she was going through. Fighting with her friends? She would write a song or put on her favorite Olivia Newton-John song. It was no different these days, feeling as though she was at a complete crossroads with her own personal thoughts and feelings. So, she stopped at the best diner in town and popped a quarter into the jukebox, ‘Hopelessly Devoted To You’ starting immediately and she smiled.  She looked over to the random person at the table near where she was sitting and tilted her head. “I know this is random, but care to slow dance with a sad girl?” she asked, laughing lightly and clearing her throat. She was aware it was an incredibly odd ask, but she figured the worst they could say was ‘no’.
-
Maggie’s wasn’t Derek’s typical haunt. But he found himself deciding that he should try to embrace some small town charm. He was still processing the fact that he had a sister he never knew about, going around town. Still processing the fact that she’d been living with his father all this time. And Maggie’s provided a sort of charm that tried to tie a bow on things to make them nice and charming, not like the depressing barstool at Pit Stop that he had nearly broken in to perfectly fit his ass by now. Her words suddenly cut through the noise that was plaguing his mind as he looked towards her, unsure if she were really talking to him. When he realized that she was, he still couldn’t believe it, looking behind him to see if there were someone else there. “Uh--I don’t really dance. You wouldn’t want to dance with me and my two left feet.”
Tumblr media
17 notes · View notes
derekelliscohen · 3 years ago
Text
Tumblr media
“Well--that did not go as planned. But what does in my world.” Derek spoke dryly, looking at his plate of food which was now, oh so conveniently on the ground. The plate had slipped out of his hand as he was making his way over to the table beside Jamey. “Ya got some paper towels or some shit?” He asked, looking around the kitchen.
@jameyjohnson​
0 notes
derekelliscohen · 3 years ago
Text
frannyxmorino·:
x
After finishing up the tent, she got one of her chairs and sat down as she opened a beer and took a drink herself, laughing a little as he choked on his beer. “Good to know.” She said jokingly as she put her beer down and grabbed the shovel so she could start making a little bit for the fire. She didn’t mind doing all this stuff. Actually, she preferred it. Her need to control the situation was coming out honestly, she preferred Derek just waiting for it all to be set up. “Don’t worry, so am I.” Franny said honestly. “What do you do, then?”
Tumblr media
-
A sense of relief washed over him as he watched her sit down and relax. It meant that he could do the same, no longer having to worry about how he was and wasn’t contributing to setting up the tent and readying camp. His eyes darted towards her when she choked a bit on her beer, but was glad that if she was laughing that meant she wasn’t too annoyed. “Really? You’re trying to fit in too?” He questioned, before leaning back in his chair and lifting the beer up to his lips. “I am--was--well hoping to be again soon, a hockey player in the NHL. You?”
Tumblr media
8 notes · View notes
derekelliscohen · 3 years ago
Text
ariellexence·:
Arielle turned her head to look over at him, tilting her head to the side. “Maggie Rhodes?” She hummed. “Maybe you’re right. All that matters is that you are putting yourself out there and I want you to find your Owen.” She nudged him as she put her arm around his waist as she started to walk down the street next to him. “Although don’t think I won’t be the best damn woman tonight. You better buckle in because you won’t be leaving the bar alone if I can help it.” She teased, moving closer to him as he leaned in to press a kiss against the side of her head. 
Tumblr media
-
“Yeah.” He admitted, not really believing it himself. “Like I know nothing is ever gonna happen--she’s literally called me like a brother to her. But like, I don’t know--she’s just hot and interesting. Maybe it’s because I know that nothing can happen so it’s like--there’s less pressure.” Derek shrugged, trying to play off the fact that he clearly thought about it a lot, hoping that Arielle wasn’t judging him too much. “Well, I don’t know if I would go that far.” He chuckled softly. In fact, Derek had been staying in more than he used to upon his return to Fallbrook. His eyebrows lifted at her words, “See that is exactly what I’m talking about--way too much pressure.” He wagged his finger at her teasingly, though he meant most of what he was saying.
Tumblr media
9 notes · View notes
derekelliscohen · 3 years ago
Text
“No see, he never even saw me coming. Never even looked Han. Just a teen texting away like he’s not driving a death machine.” Derek’s head shook as he stood there looking at his car. One would think that in such a small town, a hit and run would’ve been easy to figure out. But Derek knew right away that they weren’t from around here. Fall Brookian’s had a certain way about them, and he had tourist written all over his face. Luckily, it wasn’t like he was all that obsessed with his car or anything. So he wasn’t even that mad, just a nuisance for the most part.
@hannahxsanderson​
Tumblr media
0 notes
derekelliscohen · 3 years ago
Text
veritysinclair·:
 It wasn’t hard to understand what Derek had referred to in his text, considering there was a festival going on in town. Making her way over towards the entrance where they had agreed to meet, she had some time to kill before her shift at the Cola Toss would start. A small chuckle left her lips while she approached him and he mentioned the first time they had met, which was close to a year ago now. “Don’t you think it is only fair that I am the one that get to spill my drink on you this time, if we are going there, I mean?” She teased him as she raised her brow questioningly at him. “Well, the night is still young, Cohen.” She had added before pulling her shoulders into a small shrug. “I am alright. How about you? I haven’t seen you around for a while, I almost thought you had forgotten all about me.” 
Tumblr media
-
“Mmm, no. Because the whole point is that we recreate the moment and that would be like, opposite of the moment--or something. I don’t know.” He rambled a bit but didn’t feel bad or apologize because with Verity he’d gotten to the point where he figured that she was used to his quirks. “Listen, listen, you can threaten me with your drinks all you like, but you forget, I’m a professional athlete. Ducking and dodging are the name of my game.” Derek rarely ever acknowledged his profession, especially since he hadn’t been able to participate in so long now. “Oof, ouch. I don’t know, guess I’m kind of over the whole, getting to know people in the small town thing. Remembered that meeting new people still isn’t really my thing. Been reading a lot.”
Tumblr media
3 notes · View notes
derekelliscohen · 3 years ago
Text
“Maggie.” Derek’s head cocked off the side at the sight of the woman on the sidewalk. He’d be lying to himself if he didn’t admit that she was on his mind more than he knew she probably should be. But honestly at this point the figments of his imagination was all the fun he needed. However, seeing her would always pique his interest once again. “Long time no see, how’ve you been?”
@maggierhodes​
Tumblr media
1 note · View note
derekelliscohen · 3 years ago
Text
penelopereyes·:
open starter 🌸 @fallbrookstarters· 
Penelope had returned to the cola toss for the fourth time that day, this time more determined to leave with a prize. The attendant gave her a knowing smile as she slid some bills across and was handed the rings in turn. Penny had always been competitive, though when she was younger the need to be in the background weighed all else. Now though she didn’t even pay attention to people passing by or the others behind her in line. Instead her focus was on trying not to think too much about it. A flick of the wrist landed her first ring, then the second, and finally with a small exhale the third one. Excitedly she shimmied in spot before pointing to the prize she’d won, “And that’s how it’s done!” she laughed.
Tumblr media
-
Derek spotted Tia at the Cola Toss and was quick to decide that he wanted to go up to her. Their last encounter had been interesting because she’d actually been able to tell that he was on steroids, or at least, on something. Which also brought a plethora of other questions for the man about Tia. He didn’t know if he meant to ask her about them today or not because he wasn’t normally one to pry. However when it came to Tia he found himself caring enough to ask. “My mom always said these games were rigged.” He popped in without so much as a greeting, but at least it was smoother than last time. “Gotta be honest though, kinda surprised to see you at the cola toss. You don’t strike me as the teddy bear loving type.” He scratched the back of his head nervously, wondering if that might be offensive given that he didn’t know her that well. 
Tumblr media
13 notes · View notes
derekelliscohen · 3 years ago
Text
ariellexence·:
Arielle shrugged. “I don’t know. I’ve never thought much about it and as much as I hate talking about it.” She exhaled. “Sloane really brought Owen out of his shell and he seems so much more… confident. She did something for him that I was never able to and I think once you meet someone. It will happen for you too.” She chuckled as she reached out, grabbing his arm and tugging him to pull him out of the bathroom. “I think just us would be perfectly fine with us.”
Tumblr media
-
His eyebrows picked up as she spoke, wondering if how she really felt about what she’d just said about Sloane. However, he didn’t ask because at the end of the day the two were married. Owen had made his choice the same way Arielle had and he intended to respect that. “I guess so. You know Maggie Rhodes right? We started drinking at the bar one night and like--I don’t know what it is but I don’t get as nervous with her. Maybe she’s my Sloane.” He teased Arielle a bit with a grin. Derek gave a nod, understanding the way the two operated. “Well then I’m there.” He brought her close under his arm and kissed the top of her head. As non affectionate as Derek Cohen was, Arielle had a special place in his heart where his father’s transgression couldn’t penetrate.
Tumblr media
9 notes · View notes
derekelliscohen · 3 years ago
Text
frannyxmorino·:
x
She nodded as he agreed about a friendship. “Perfect.” She said and continued straightening out the tent. “Alright, it looks to be one of those that you just pop up, so…” She said and got the mechanics to work out before the tent went up. “There. Now we just have to set the windows with the sticks and should be good to put the top on.” She said and shook her head. “No, go ahead.” Franny told him and grinned. “Are you not good with people or just me? I don’t make  you nervous, do I?” She asked curiously and put the first stick through the tent to prop up the window and started on the other. “Why did you bid on a basket?”
Tumblr media
-
He watched as she ended up just putting up the tent herself. And he also excused himself for a moment to grab one of the beers he’d brought, offering one her way as well. “Right.” He nodded, but instead of doing anything to actually set up the tent, just lifted the beer up to his lips. Derek figured that if he tried to get involved he would only slow things down at this point. When she called him out for his awkwardness very bluntly he nearly choked on his beer, but managed to swallow it down. “Oh no--it’s a gift I get to bestow on just about everyone.” He joked with a nod, going for another sip. It wouldn’t be long before he finished which, he figured was best for everyone. “Yeah, asking myself the same question right about now. But no--I mean--fuck. I don’t know. Trying to like, fit back into Fallbrook small town life. But I guess I forgot that fitting in isn’t really what I do.”
Tumblr media
8 notes · View notes
derekelliscohen · 3 years ago
Note
what did your muse want to be as a child?
Obviously a Jedi. Derek is obsessed with Star Wars, Lord of the Rings, Game of Thrones and all this fantasy world/Sci-Fi, he's just not very vocal about it (shocker). It was a sad day when he realized Jedi weren't real.
0 notes
derekelliscohen · 3 years ago
Note
what is hardest for your muse to understand?
People who talk a lot or people who are happy all the time.
0 notes
derekelliscohen · 3 years ago
Text
* WNRS HEADCANON QUESTION PROMPTS ,
THE WHAT'S.
what's been your muse's happiest memory?
what has been your muse's earliest recollection of happiness?
what are five lessons your muse learned the hard way?
what lesson took your muse the longest to un-learn?
what is a dream your muse let go of?
what part of your muse's life works what part of their life hurts?
what's the most unexplainable thing that happened to your muse?
what could have your muse done better in previous relationships?
what is your muse's biggest regret?
what is something your muse has never told anyone? why?
what is one positive and negative thing about your muse?
what did the people who raised your muse teach you about love?
what is your muse passionate about?
what's the first thing others noticed about your muse?
what is your muse's type in three (or more) words?
what is an assumption that is often made about your muse?
what did your muse want to be as a child?
what compliment does your muse hear the most?
what subject did your muse thrive at in school? did they fail any?
what is something your muse needs to hear right now?
what does your muse fear the most?
what's the worst pain your muse has ever been in that wasn't physical?
what is hardest for your muse to understand?
THE IS AND IF'S.
is your muse lying to themselves about anything?
is your muse more afraid of failure or success? why?
if your muse could get to know someone in their life on a deeper level who would it be and why?
is your muse unaware of something about themselves?
if your muse had to chose: would they prefer someone cheering them up, or being left alone when they're in a foul mood?
is your muse missing anyone right now?
if your muse had to admit, what went wrong in their last relationship?
is your muse like what they are expected to be?
is your muse more of a creative or analytical type? explain.
if your muse had to rank following in importance: family, career, love life, what would they say?
if your muse could change their name, what would it be?
is your muse someone who would get a name tattooed on themselves? why or why not?
if your muse had to let go of something, what should it be?
is your muse afraid to be themselves?
if your muse could go back in time, would they? why?
is your muse proud of themselves? why or why not?
is your muse in denial about anything? explain.
if your muse had to choose: would they prefer being the heartbreaker or being heartbroken?
THE HOW'S.
how can your muse become a better person?
how old does your muse feel emotionally?
how does your muse deal with being alone? do they thrive or struggle?
how can you turn your muse off the most?
how can you turn your muse on the most?
how does your muse show gratitude? do they?
how close is your muse to their mom, dad and/or guardian?
how does one earn your muse's vulnerability?
how does your muse take a compliment?
how can someone break your muse's heart?
how does your muse take an insult?
THE DOES AND HAS'.
has a stranger ever changed your muse's life?
does your muse have an attractive quality about them that isn't physical?
does your muse believe in second chances? why or why not?
has your muse ever fallen in love?
does your muse fall in love easily? why or why not?
does your muse believe in fate, or do they think things happen because of their decisions?
has your experienced losing someone they cared a lot about?
does your muse agree that people never change and they just show their true colours?
does the image your muse has of themselves match the image other people see them as?
has your muse earned any big achievements?
does your muse wish they could change something about themselves?
does your muse lie easily? what is the worst lie they ever told?
has a major turning point in your muse's life changed a perspective of life they once had?
THE OTHERS.
where is your muse most qualified to give advice about?
when was the last time your muse cried and why?
who is someone in your muse's life they can always run to?
are there questions your muse would like the answer to? what are they?
where does your muse hurt the most?
when was the last time your muse completely lost themselves?
where is an area that your muse might need reassurance for?
who is someone that changed your muse's life the most?
where does your muse feel most like themselves?
are there any accomplishments your muse would want to achieve before they die?
457 notes · View notes
derekelliscohen · 3 years ago
Text
Spending time at the many different Fallbrook festivals had become sort of a thing for Verity and Derek at this point since they’d met at one nearly a year ago. He didn’t really enjoy going to the festivals much then, but he had come around on them and she definitely helped out with that factor. He texted her to meet him at the ‘scene of the crime’ and knew that she’d understand what he meant by that, being the first time they’d met and he’d spilled his drink on her. He waved when he saw her coming, “Hey so I was thinking we could recreate the moment we met, I have a full beer ready to spill on you if you want?” He made a really lame joke, the only kind Derek knew how to make. “Just kidding, how’ve you been Ver?”
@veritysinclair​
Tumblr media
3 notes · View notes
derekelliscohen · 3 years ago
Text
ariellexence·:
Arielle chuckled. “You and Owen always thinking I’m the confident one in our little trio.” She teased, knowing she sort of had been. She let her eyes drifted towards the mirror, moving her fingers towards her lips as she brushed her thumb under her lower lip to wipe off some of the lipstick. She smiled at him as he pulled back from the hug, lifting her eyes up towards him. “Thank you. Sorry we didn’t have a big wedding or invited anyone it was a spur of the moment thing but don’t worry we plan on putting something together to celebrate.”
Tumblr media
-
“Are we wrong?” He questioned with a furrowed brow and smile. He couldn’t possibly imagine being a reporter and asking strangers and even not strangers all those prying questions as she wrote for the paper. It terrified him just thinking about it. “You better be sorry, I am bummed out I missed out on the moment. But my happiness for you guys matters way more. Let me know if there’s anything I can do to help put it together or whatever.”
Tumblr media
9 notes · View notes
derekelliscohen · 3 years ago
Text
quinncohen·:
Quinn tilted her head to the side, not letting her cold gaze leave the brunette in front of her. She refused to be someone who backed down from something like this and she planned on making that extremely known. Her gaze drifted past him towards the front door, her shoulders tensing at the words about this man in front of her being her father’s son. “His son?” Her voice came out in a grit as she huffed. “And I’m going to assume you’re a few years older than me so that means he was cheating on my mom.” The resentment she held towards the man behind the door only built. She couldn’t see anything but the red starting to cloud her vision. “I’m Quinn… His daughter.”
Tumblr media
-
Since Derek left town when he was young, he didn’t really know too many people in town the way a native was supposed to. While he’d seen this girl around before at the bars--maybe--probably, he hadn’t thought much about her. She was beautiful but way our Derek’s league, as most girls were. His thoughts shattered in his mind when she told him who she was grimacing at the news that the guy had a life outside of his mother. There was so much anger and pain in her words, where Derek had no fuck’s to give that the man had another family of his own. After a couple of moments he nodded, because it was basically all he could do. “Um--I guess.” Or cheating on my mother--he thought to himself. But maybe he was wrong about that. Already he started going back through old memories, certain things suddenly clicking into place in ways they haven’t before. “Guess that makes you my--my sister then--shit I don’t even--” He sighed so completely shocked, “I need a drink--you need a drink?”
Tumblr media
4 notes · View notes
derekelliscohen · 3 years ago
Text
quinncohen·:
Quinn raised her hands up to the hoodie on her sweater, lifting it up and placing the hem of it on the top of her head as she walked through her old neighborhood. She didn’t know why she had the urge to see how her father was doing after his arrest. She turned the corner towards the house, moving to walk down the pathway until a figure stopped her from walking. For a spilt second, a part of her was worried that it was Wyatt. She cleared her throat as she lifted her head up towards the male in front of her, tilting her head to the side at his words. “Who the fuck are you?”
Tumblr media
-
Derek hadn’t expected such a brazen response from her after what he thought was a fairly simple question. And although he didn’t require a straight answer from her, he didn’t expect to be questioned by her like that. Although, he couldn’t exactly blame her for not knowing who he was given that he’d avoided coming back to this town and him for so many years. “My name is Derek. I’m,” He paused because getting these words out was somewhat of a struggle for him. However, if he was going to identify his business with being there, it was the only way to answer it. “His son.”
Tumblr media
4 notes · View notes