Tag: poor titus
Favourite little headcanon: Lexa with a broad Australian accent (with no semblance to reality) trying to get Titus to accept Clarke.
Titus: Everything you do elevates her.
Lexa: Aw lighten up, Tito. She’s a good Sheila and I’m gonna marry her.
Aden: Heda, I respectfully offer myself as your Maid of Honour.
Lexa: That’s good of ya, sport, but I think you mean Best Man.
Aden: No, Heda, I believe I read that there is a Maid of Honour.
Lexa: Crickey. Didn’t know ya could read. All righty then, you’ve got the job, my son.
Titus: *Closes eyes, pinches bridge of nose, wonders why he has lived so long and when will it all end*






