Barty: I'm CRYING. You made me CRY.
Evan: Baby-
Barty: No, now is not the time for pet names.
Evan: No, I'm calling you a baby.
Barty: ?!?
Evan: I'm insulting you.
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Barty: I'm CRYING. You made me CRY.
Evan: Baby-
Barty: No, now is not the time for pet names.
Evan: No, I'm calling you a baby.
Barty: ?!?
Evan: I'm insulting you.
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Sober to Death by Car Seat Headrest is literally so Rosekiller coded. I'm gonna be sick.
"We were wrecks before we crashed into each other"
"I wanna hear you going psycho. If you're ever going psycho I wanna hear"
"You can text me when punching mattresses gets old"
"That final terror is in your house somewhere"
"Don't worry. Me and you won't be alone no more."
Regulus, Evan, and barty but Overnight by Qveen Herby. Regulus is 'so ill be at it till i die and ill grab a mic, till i make it overnight, making the world my own, so hold on tight, I hope you enjoy the show!' Evan is 'turning down the lights low, open all the windows, don't you wanna party, don't you wanna blow smoke?' And barty is 'tell these witches what's making them weak, told us that we would never be free, they been singing the melody wrong, they be in a whole different key, now get out the way!'
it's always character A "fell first", character B "fell harder",
but what about:
character A "fell", character B "laughed at them"
Barty: If in 10 years time the two of us aren't married let's promise each other...
Evan: ?
Barty: ...to hunt each other for sport.
Evan: To hunt each other for sport?
Barty: is that- did you just agree?
Evan: I was kinda hoping you'll say let just get married to each other, but I like your option better.
Barty: Wait- you would marry me?!
Evan: I mean of course... but now... WE'RE GONNA HUNT EACH OTHER FOR SPORT *evil laugh*
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Evan: I love you.
Barty: I love you too.
Barty and Evan would totally have one of those yt channels where they sit in the car in an empty parking lot and talk shit.
And they would love to read each and every fic about them and cringe while recording, and then reenact the spicy parts afterwards.
You know I am right.
Barty would hit the T-pose in the random corridors at night while Evan would levitate him to scare the hell out of the first years sneaking around school.