#slarole

[pollyna]

au in which Carole meets Ron when they are still in high-school and in a gym, of all places, because she is part of the wrestling team and he's trying to put a little muscles before applying for the Navy.

The first time they kiss, Ron is pinned against the wall and has his legs around Carole's waist.

(Somebody takes a pic of that moment and makes a slogan out of it: "Do you to pick your boyfriend up too? Joing the wresting team!")

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[itskindnessinfinite]

For the ship bingo, Slarole, Slider and Carole (I usually like them as a post-goose's death thing)

thank you!!!

slarole:

i’ve never really thought about it but yeah sure why not? i think i prefer them as friends though

[saspar-sol]

You get a Slaroll

my violent side towards dr clef is showing

[pollyna]

I hold every slider/goose, slider/carole, and slider/goose/carole fic between my hands like they are the most precious things in the world.

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Top Gun Prompt List

I couldn't find one so here's one of all the things I associate with Top Gun. Feel free to use it just for inspiration or for an ask game or whatever, I'm not the prompt police

Call Sign

Beach

Sun

Poloroid

Ocean

Goose

Piano

Funeral

Helmet

Blue Sky

Jet

Ocean

Phone calls

Souviners

Sunset

Team

Workout

Motorbike

Hawai'ian Shirt

Sunglasses

Walkman

Dogtags

Boat

Moustache

Leave

Visits

Reputation

Kisses

Legacy

Uniform

Fights

Moving on/Refusing to move on

Grudges

Bad decisions

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Slarole things

She tries to kiss him Christmas 1986 but he pushes her away and says she’s not in the right headspace

She's annoyed but eventually get it, she was just trying to fill the goose shaped hole in her life

It's only 2 years later when she's still grieving but is getting sick of everything being grey so she starts forcing herself to try and feel better, goes swimming because Bradley's scared of water and won't go if she’s not there

Ron visits her after work because he's bored, they go grocery shopping and he doesn't hate it

He visits more after work, picking Bradley up or going for coffee, or even coming over for dinner

He starts developing feelings but stops himself because she’s still grieving and it's only been two and a half years and you killed her husband even if she doesn’t blame you, you still did and you were friends with her dead husband

Until after dinner, Bradley's watching cartoons, Ron's just finished helping her clean up when she comes over, says she's been enjoying spending time with him and kisses him, this time he kisses back

They start dating, he takes her out for lunch one day, he comes over to watch horror movies only for him to cower behind her. He even spends time with her and Bradley

And he stays over, a few times, more than a few, and when Bradley's in bed kisses lead to touches lead to something more, sometimes they stay making out on the couch, other times they just about stumble to the bedroom

And when he's away, she sends him letters with her perfume on it

The guys notice that he’s almost acting like Goose with his pent up lust and longing after a girl that none of them know. This sets off Iceman's alarm bells

Next, he spots Ron haggling for an ornate hair clip for Carole when they're on shore leave in the Philippines, when asking who it's for, Ron says his grandma

Carole gets said hair clip in the post a few months later when her mother and sister are around and they immediately want to know who her admirer is

Also he gets Bradley a toy which he loves

Tom sees Carole wearing the hair clip when they get back, she says it was her grandma's and he puts it all together

He corners Ron, Ron panics and admits it, Tom asks why he's hiding it and he says partially because they want to take it slow for Carole but also because he hasn't been a big relationship like this ever

Tom keeps their secret until one day when Ice and Mav are taking care of Bradley for the night, they go to drop him off only to have Slider answer the door in his pants and Carole come up behind him in his t-shirt

Mav freaks out, partially because he's the last to know but also because he doesn't like the idea of Slider dating Carole, he doesn't think he's good enough because they're only really friends through Iceman

Mav says she’s moving on too fast and she freaks out about how she's trying to be happy, trying to prioritise herself and her happiness instead of grieving someone she’s never getting back. Because she knows Goose would want her to be happy and why the hell can't she move on with someone who holds her when she cries about her dead husband and likes her son and makes her feel like she's worth it again and storms out

Slider says he knows he doesn't like him but he thought he respected Carole more than that

Pete apologises and says he just wants her to stay safe and she forgives him but there's always a little bit of tension about Carole and Slider that's there for a while

Goose comes to Slider in a dream saying he approves and as long as he looks after his family then he's happy for them, because they're becoming his family too

I have more but I'll save these for later if anyone else wants to hear them

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Take 2! Number 29 for the ficlet ask game with Carole Bradshaw!

Thank you, fourth time's a charm (also lets hope tumblr.com works better than the app)

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She dropped hands with him as Mav stood up. He had a look in her eye that she didn’t like. So far in their friendship, she hadn’t been on the receiving end of any of Mav’s arguments but, right now, there was an unhinged quality to his brown eyes that made her stomach wobble. She knew he wouldn’t react well to her and Slider being together yet part of her really wished he’d just be happy for her. That was something she needed. Positivity. 

“How long?” He demanded. “How long have you two been together?”

Stepping back, she felt Ron’s arms touch her back. His protective nature was another thing that had drawn her to him. After how unexpected Goose’s death had been, she’d wanted someone who would hold her when she woke up from the nightmares, someone who wouldn’t judge her for the way little things would make her almost cry, like washing on the line or Bradley’s smile. He was stable like an old oak tree, roots grown deep into the ground.

“A year-”

“More like eighteen months-” Ron said. 

“I didn’t ask you,” Mav muttered to himself; Carole rolled her eyes at him. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

She wished it was more of a plea, wished that it was just hurt rather than anger but she couldn’t deny what she saw. Pete was angry with her. And it disgusted her that he was, that he thought he had the audacity to be offended. 

“Because I knew you’d react like this!” She saw his face go red as he went to blow up again. “And because I was scared, scared to have a relationship again and date someone new, and I wanted to see where it went, to give myself time to get used to it-”

“Time? What do you mean time?”

“Why is this any of your business?” She said. 

“Because you’re my friend and I don’t like him!”

She crossed her arms. “And why is that?”

Pete’s red face turned more of a sheepish pink. He gulped and stepped back but she could see the anger in his eyes was still flickering strong. 

“Because he’s Slider! He’s a dick and picks at me, tries to get a rise out of me all the time and I don’t like people who are just pricks because they feel like it, he’s got no respect!” Mav pointed directly at Ron behind her, she didn’t need to turn to know what his face would be like. “And he’s a player, he’s going to play you!”

“Play me?”

“You know, fuck around and leave you hanging out to dry when you want it to go further!”

“We’ve been going for over a year now, Mav, survived his deployments and everything, so I think I’d know if he was a player.”

Mav bit his lip again. His forehead wrinkled and his eyes closed, like he was thinking of what to say. 

“And why would it be bad?” She lent into him as he stayed silent. “If it was just fucking?”

He stared at her, his mouth opening and closing like a fish. She could see his hands shaking. He gulped, confusion spreading across his face. 

“But-”

“No buts, Mav, it’s my life, and if me and Ron just being casual, if us just fucking, makes you so uncomfortable then maybe that’s just your problem, not mine.” She said. “Because it’s my life, and if I’m being safe and enjoying myself then why is it your problem?”

All his thoughts seemed to explode out of him. His face grew redder and redder. 

“Because it’s disrespectful to Goose!” He shouted. 

She stepped back. He wouldn’t stoop that low, would he? How could he use Goose against her like that? Did he not know her at all?

“You’re just-just disregarding him and your relationship, sleeping around with one of his colleagues, one of his friends like-”

“Like what Mav?” She whispered. 

“Like a whore!”

Tears sparked in her eyes as he realised what he’d said. Ron pulled her toward him, his arms holding her strong against his stomach as she stood, shocked. 

“Don’t call me that.” She said, sniffing.

“Carole-” Mav started. 

She cut him off. “No, no, you don’t get to say all that and just feel bad.” She said. “Because Ron has been the best, he’s been patient and kind when he could’ve just walked away because I was hard work. But no, he stuck by me, he’s great with Bradley and makes me feel amazing about myself, about the future. Just like Goose, and I think he’d be happy that I was moving on and living my life.”

“And what does all this say about you, huh? That you’re so adamant in holding onto Goose that you call his widow a whore for not wanting to jump into a happy fucking marraige only two years after he died.”

Mav stepped back. He tried to make himself as small as possible, like he wanted to sink into the floor. She wouldn’t mind right now. 

“So well done you, Mav, you really showed me.”

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I feel like writing is taking me ages recently (with good reason, I'm working my first full time job, can't drive, am autistic, it's winter in the UK and I'm trying to get everything I need done to look after myself) but also want to tell people about my ideas (for Top Gun at least) so while I write them, here they are.

Foster Parent AU - Goose's family fostered, Goose lives but leaves the Navy and he and Carole become foster parents. This fic follows them taking care of each of the Daggersquad. Currently writing

Mermaid AU - Goose and Mav join a crew against their will (either this or they never sail again) that are Mermaid hunters. While scouring an island, they meet Carole, a mermaid who lures sailors to their deaths. Goose is enamoured with her and returns again only to get spotted by Tom Kazansky. He pressures Goose and Mav to take Carole hostage, they refuse and go on the run.

Various Goose Lives AUs - One where he has seizures and Carole hides her being pregnant again due to Goose’s accident. One where Rooster's still estranged but is brought back to his parents after Goose has a stroke in the early 2010s. One where Goose overworks himself as an Admiral and neglects his marriage, leaving Carole falling into depression. And a 5+1 of kids they could've had and 1 they did

Various resurrection AUs - Goose travels to the future and hears Carole calling him from beyond the veil. Goose and Carole coming back to life and Bradley realising he has mummy and daddy issues.

Some time travel AUs - The Daggersquad + Mav see Goose and Carole's memories because Rooster wishes on a star that he knew his parents better (just an excuse to write all my backstory for top gun while also having Bradley react to them). Also the Daggersquad travelling back to 1986 and shenanigans ensue

Goose ends up giving sex advice to the top gun guys who don't know how to treat a woman

The obligatory Star Trek AU - Thinking more AOS (reboots for those unfamiliar) where Mav is part-human part-romulan. His parents stopped some universal crisis but it happened in the neutral zone so is too secret, Mav was partially raised on Romulus before his mum died and he was sent to Earth. Iceman is Andorian, his name literally coming from him being from an ice planet. Goose is a simple ol' human, Carole's part betazoid. Just need to think of what Slider could be, please give your suggestions

Macheresin - Mav comforts Hangman after Coyote's g-lock thing. The all important "He's the only family I have" line is used

Slooserole- Bradley asks about their relationship. Icemav find out. Carole gets sick and Goose neglects his health but only Slider knows. A different timeline where Goose gets with Slider in Top Gun (with Carole's permission) but Carole falls for him too upon seeing him. Also a high school AU where Goose and Slider compete for Carole, Goose and Slider get into an argument and after Goose is away all summer with his grandad, comes back to see Carole and Slider are together

Slarole- A general get together fic. A later fic in the same timeline as previous where Carole gets pregnant and is unsure whether to keep it due to thinking she didn't want kids with Slider. A set up fic where Icemav set up Slarole with a massage. And a monster fic where Slider is assigned to be Bradley's monster (ala Monster's Inc) but finds out that the Bradshaws have way more hurt than normal humans (due to this being after Goose's death) and falls for Carole

I want to write most of these so no pressure to me 😅

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Lullabies - A Slarole Fic

Carole's starting to feel the effects of being in the later stages of her pregnancy. Ron decides to help.

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For a prompt list, this prompt was "A singing B a song"

Words: 861

Carole huffed and fell onto the sofa. She’d be starting maternity leave soon and couldn’t wait. Despite sitting down more at work, it still felt like too much. Her ankles and feet were swollen, back was aching and the baby had been kicking all day. She was more than done.

Luckily Bradley was staying with a friend, and his friend's mother was taking them both to their baseball game tomorrow so she didn’t have to get up early. Sleeping was getting a little rough. She liked to curl up into a ball or use Ron as an oversized teddy bear but with her belly only getting bigger, she was feeling like a beached whale.

Talking of Ron, he came into the living room dusting soil off his hands. He didn’t have any flights for a few days and was taking over her hobby of gardening with a surprising amount of joy. He'd gone past just weeding and was now spitting off ideas with her as she drank sweet tea in the shade of the porch. It also helped when he wore just dungarees with nothing underneath, his arms looked amazing.

"Hey-" he said, walking over to give her a kiss. "When did you get in?"

"Just. I did mean to put my things away and make a drink and get a snack but my feet hurt so I ended up here."

She shrugged and looked up at him. Her feet were really starting to ache and all she wanted to do was fall asleep. But now Ron was here…

"Why are you looking at me like that?" He said.

She batted her eyelashes, "Like what?"

"Like that, that look where you want me to do something."

"I'm not giving you a look!" She said, then added. "But while you're up-"

"See, I knew it!"

He began to walk away but she made grabby hands at him. With a chuckle, he turned back around.

"Can you just make a drink please, and get me a snack!"

"Want a foot rub too while you're at it?"

"Oh yes please-"

"I was joking-" he made his way to the kitchen. "But sure, fine."

"Thank you!" She sang.

She could hear the sound of the kettle boiling while the cupboard doors opened and closed. Rubbing her belly made her feel a little better. They were still going through names together but had decided to go with Ron's grandparents' names, they were the only people he had to look up to so were his only real choice. Either way, they'd be getting their names for middle names anyway.

"Here you go, darling,"

Ron returned with an eye roll and placed her tea on the coffee table. He unwrapped a chocolate bar and placed it in her mouth. The cap of a bottle popped as he picked up her foot and began to rub.

"I-I was joking," she mumbled.

"Well, I wasn't, I mean I did get you pregnant," she said. "I want to be there for you, for choosing baby names and foot rubs."

She smiled. He had issues with fatherhood. His dad was shitty and he was scared he'd mess up like his dad. She knew he wouldn't, he was so good with Bradley, he'd even been trying out calling him "Pops".

Zoning back in, she realised the foot rub was doing wonders. But that wasn't the only thing she noticed. Ron was humming.

"Whatcha humming?" She asked.

He looked up, his cheeks flushed. One hand rubbed the back of his neck while the red on his face deepened.

"Oh, come on, it can't be that bad."

After a moment of waiting, he dropped his face in his hands. He peeked through his fingers as he mumbled, "You are my sunshine."

"What?"

"You are my sunshine?" He said. "I sing it when I think about the baby."

Now it was her time to melt. This big tough man could honestly be so sweet. In fact, she only really saw him antagonise Maverick, and she was half convinced that was for a joke. To everyone else he was just a big teddy bear.

"Well, you could sing it now?" She rubbed her bump again.

"Nu-uh."

"For me? Please?"

"I already made you a drink and got you a snack and am giving you a foot rub, isn't that enough?"

She stuck her tongue out, still tasting chocolate on her breath, and continued to stroke the bump as he picked up the other foot and worked his fingers into the arches.

"You are my sunshine," she started, then looked up at him.

He huffed yet droned out, "My only sunshine."

"You make me happy-"

"-when skies are grey."

"You'll never know dear-"

"-how much I love you."

They sang, it wasn't really singing but they were trying, the last line together.

"So don't take my sunshine away."

Ron's face was still bright red as he hummed the tune again. He didn’t meet her eyes as she tried to get his attention.

"Not a word, you hear?" He pointed a finger at her.

She stuck her tongue out at him again, "I wish I had a video camera."

I really really struggled with this. I just couldn't think of anything for the prompt but eventually got this. Thanks for reading!

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Sweet Reunions - A Slarole Fic

Ron's been away doing long haul flights, Carole and the kids miss him.

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For a prompt list, "A & B give each other flowers at the same time"

Words: 999

The airport was busy, full of people picking up and dropping off, running around trying to catch flights. Carole lifted Will onto her shoulder, he was too busy staring at the planes through the windows. Bradley's eyes were on the gate as people came trickling out with bags and gifts. Families came home from holidays, business men with fancy mobile phones. No Ron.

As usual, the airport was sterile with cleanliness. Plants, fake and real decorated the corners of the room. People lay sleeping on benches and filled the various shops around them. The blue sky had few clouds and little wind, something she thought could be good for flying, although she had no idea really. 

“When’s he gonna get here, Momma?” Bradley asked. 

“Soon, baby, soon.”

Ever since Ron had become an airline pilot, he hadn't done too many long haul flights, they were just too tiring and he missed her and Bradley. Then after she’d gotten pregnant, and decided to keep the baby, he’d done solely domestic flights, only venturing to other places in the Americas if he had to do anything longer. 

Unfortunately, or perhaps a little fortunately because Ron had some holidays saved up, their little baby Wilhelm had been born premature. He’d come about a month early, they’d told Bradley he’d just been so excited to meet them that he came early. They on the other hand had been terrified, Carole needed an emergency caesarean section, they hadn’t been able to see him at first and they had no idea what was going on.

He’d begun to recover. He was their little fighter. They got to hold him, Carole got to feed him, Bradley, her mum and sister, one of Ron’s sisters, the one he kept in touch with, his grandma and some of the pilots got to meet him. All in all, they felt lucky. She thought that maybe Goose was looking after them, wherever he was, making it known that she was doing the right thing by moving on. 

He hadn’t been responding too well for a baby so they wanted to test his hearing. They hadn’t thought too much of it at first, Will was having so many tests done that they didn’t bat an eyelid at another one. It was only when they came back saying that his range of hearing, or lack of, made him legally deaf.

She stroked their little bean’s head, he had a hearing aid on each ear, one blue and one green. Compared to the size of his head, they looked rather big. They thought they made him even more adorable. 

As she hoisted him up, her hand crinkled on the flowers. She knew it was a bit of a role reversal but Ron helped her enough on the garden, even taking over when she was too pregnant, that she knew he liked them. The chrysanthemums in her hand, bright red and pink, were all for him.

"Momma, there he is!" Bradley pointed as Ron turned the corner in his pilot's uniform.

Ron saw them and started to run. Carole turned Will around and signed "Poppa". They'd been going to classes as a family and had been teaching him some basic signs. He knew who "Poppa" was. 

"There you all are!"

He placed his suitcase down and went to hand her the roses only to notice Carole had flowers too. They went to swap them but struggled as Will wiggled to reach his Poppa. Ron ended up placing his on the floor to take her's, she managed to bend down to the six roses he got her.

"Hi, missed you," she said and kissed him.

It was a quick peck but still made her feel warm. For so long after Goose died, she'd felt so alone. A black hole seemed to take every slight positive feeling. She'd tried to get a whisper of the happiness Goose had made her feel that Christmas when she'd kissed Ron, but he'd been courteous to let her down easy by reminding her that she wasn't in the right headspace.

Although that made her feel worse, he'd been right. It was only until a few years later when she was getting tired of feeling like all the colour was being sapped out of the world, and Ron was making more of an effort, that they'd given this a try. Now, five years and a baby later, she could safely say they were going well. 

"How was the flight, pops?" Bradley asked.

He'd only started calling him that when Carole got pregnant. He'd made sure it was known that Goose was still Dad, but now his new brother would have the same mum as him, while Slider was his dad, he thought it appropriate that he call him something similar.

"Good, not a lot of turbulence, no problems, smooth sailing, I handled it like a champ," he said, ruffling his hair, then reached for Wilhelm. "And how's my little bean?"

He signed "You good, bean?" to him, they'd been learning for a year but were still not the best. All they knew is that they were trying their best. Will just kept signing "Poppa" while babbling to him. 

"Well that's good to know squirt, really good," he kissed him on the cheek then looked at the flowers. "These are really nice babygirl, how about we get them home, I'm exhausted."

They began to walk away. Bradley began to talk about school, he was starting Middle School in September, Will carried on to babble, even moving his hands in babbly signs that meant nothing.

Carole whispered as they tried to find the car, "I hope you're not too tired because that uniform does great things for your arms," she reached her hand down and squeezed his butt. "Your ass too."

He turned to her, grinning, "I can always spare a little energy for you, baby."

"You're gonna need more than a little."

She loved the look on his face as she winked.

I introduce you to my "Carole and Slider get together after Goose dies" AU. Slider takes it slow and holds her as she cries over Goose. She didn't think about having kids with Slider until she got pregnant. There's just a lot of guilt on her part for moving on, but eventually she realised that that's not healthy and tried to live a life Goose would be proud of her.

Thanks for reading!