#Carla boone

[elthedevil]

“Cuántas ciudad,

cuántas sed, y tú, un hombre solo.”

On a night where Mr. Bitches jet withdrawals are in full swing, he and boone have another heart to heart. Boone's a tough cookie to crack, but Mr. B knows he has a heart. Or whatever it is that gives Boone the strength to put up with his antics.

Mr B thinks Boone's just the greatest thing since sliced bread. Boone seems reluctant to agree or even comment on the matter.

He wonders why.

[tannnnblogs]

[malwaredykes]

like ive said before, based on what boone says about her i cant help but imagine carla as a very flamboyant and larger than life person, very eccentric, passionate about things. and just as boone recounted, oddly enough she was not only immune to the boone proximity despair field, she was drawn to it

[do-it-uncomfterbl]

Boone is a man searching for sense in the nonsensical. He’s turned his life into a stage play, and reduced everyone in it to a role.

For every major moment in his life, he remembers himself as a passive observer.

The NCR chose him for First Recon, and he accepted for the pay. He describes his training as being broken down until following orders was automatic.

At Bitter Springs, he did what he was told, even knowing command didn’t understand the situation. He believes the only alternative would have been to kill himself.

He met Carla because he was standing around looking lost and she approached him. They moved to Novac because Manny brought them there.

And he describes Cottonwood Cove as “being forced to watch something you can’t stop.” His entire marriage was just a cruel plot twist, with himself and Carla as props rather than characters.

When he joins the Courier, he does it because he thinks the curtains are opening on the final act. The playwright (which he only describes as “something watching”) has drawn it out long enough and is finally going to end it. By all accounts, he’s looking forward to it — at least for the wait to be over.

But then he survives his quest, and he’s almost devastated. The world’s gone off-script. He doesn’t know his lines anymore. When he turns to the Courier, the person he took to be his harbinger of fate, it’s a desperate bid to make it make sense.

But the Courier was never an omen. They’re a maker of fate. On their advice, he becomes more proactive in his own life (for better or worse). Unfortunately, he can only be convinced the universe isn’t out to get him by sacrificing his conscience, and it doesn’t really bring him any relief to do so. So the best ending for Boone is to accept the framework he’s created for himself, but defy the stars and just keep going despite it all.

And, you know. One of these days he has to figure out the cosmos aren’t plotting his demise. Right?

[what-inthe-goddamn]

November 2nd, 2281

[aggravatetheaxe]

"Manny was right" "Carla was right" they were both right actually. Carla was in a new place surrounded by strangers who didn't understand her and didn't really attempt to. She was probably suffering from some pretty severe depression and anxiety. her shyness was mistaken for aloofness and her honesty was mistaken for rudeness- autism moment !

Manny was one of the many who didn't understand her. But he was valid to be upset that all his friend's (situationship's?) time was now taken up by someone else - because he didn't understand she had support needs the same way Boone does. he understandably assumed when she went missing without explanation that she'd got up and left Boone - and Boone made no attempt to correct his assumption (for Boone reasons). and of COURSE he was outraged about this. fucking his friend is one thing, taking him away from manny is another thing, but LEAVING him???? to see Boone so utterly defeated??? unforgivable, irredeemable.

if manny knew the truth about Carla i think he'd start to see her from a different perspective. I think actually that, at their hearts, past their very different upbringings, Carla and Manny were SO alike. and thats part of why they didn't get along.

Also , Carla is thai 💗 that doesn't have anything to do with Manny i just thought people should know

[datura-tea]

does he know the way to worship our love?

a couple sketches of phoebe and carla! i haven't posted about them in a while, mostly because they make me sad, but know that i still love them and their codependent doomed bestfriendship with a side of unrequited love :)

[youronlylie]

I've been thinking about this and I'm 99% sure Carla is from a vault, "she seemed to him to be from a different time" the way he describes her just makes so much sense, no way she isn't.

[iceagebaby]

how do you think carla lookes like?

[mushroommans-cache]

Craig and Carla….

[bellonathedragonborn]

The people who hate Boone I’m pretty sure don’t understand complex trauma or military programming.

Also what mercy killing is. Or leaving a shit hole town behind because everyone hated your spouse.

Just a silly thought. I’d rather be killed than a Legion brood mare for the rest of my life.

[tannnnblogs]

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

[sacreblugh]

para mi gente latino ✊️😤

trans: fan of yalls relationship 🥰🫀🌹 (angela aguilar)

[do-it-uncomfterbl]

Boone giving Veronica Carla’s old dresses ;-;

And the Courier going DUDE I WENT TO THE TOXIC ARMPIT OF NEVADA TO FIND THIS WOMAN A DRESS AND YOU JUST HAD THESE?

[glamfellens]

did one for my baby and ive always pictured carla looking like ava gardner so i decided to make myself sad by putting it to paper <3

[aggravatetheaxe]

You move to a new town. You don’t know anyone there, your culture is completely different from theirs. The people immediately judge you because you're dressed differently than them, you talk differently than them. You're surprised by their customs, so different than yours.

You didn't come off the way you meant to with that woman at the front desk, and now she's got the whole town believing you're a stuck-up banshee. Your husband is the quiet one; his best friend (who doesn't like you) is the talkative one, and he feels vindicated by the way you're being treated. You can't get new dresses, you're going to have to mend your old ones with fabric that abrades your skin. You can't swap recipes or do play dates with the other moms now because they hate you, but there's nothing around for miles so you just stay inside. The more you stay inside, the more stuck-up you appear. The more you suffer, the more you're judged for it.

Your husband is trying his best, and he loves you so much, but damn, you miss your family and your friends... he loves you so much, and you love him, but sometimes love isn't enough. He has his own support needs but you're pouring from an empty cup. Still you hold on because that's your man, and you're nothing if not stubborn... but every day it gets harder. Your marriage gets shaky and awkward because of the resentment, the exhaustion, even though it's no one's fault. Even though you KNOW your husband isn’t doing this out of cruelty, he just doesn't understand why you're no longer thriving. And you are so fucking lonely.

Nonetheless, if you spend time with anyone (you were so social in your hometown), it's with your husband - he's the only person here you can really talk to - but his best friend doesn't like that. The rumors get worse. Every slip up makes you look worse, until you fear you really are turning into that unpleasant person they see.

Now you're pregnant. And how are you expected to bring a baby into this world? Outside of the protective walls of the strip? Out in the wilderness with so many dangers? Into a town of people who hate its mother? Into a household where Mommy can't stop crying because she's literally losing her mind with boredom and loneliness?

All this to say, it is shocking to me how many people take what the villagers of Novac say about Carla at face value. And then I have to wonder why 😐