#Ms. titch the cat

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Magnus Archives (Podcast) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Elias Bouchard | Jonah Magnus/Peter Lukas Characters: Peter Lukas, Elias Bouchard | Jonah Magnus, Original Cat Character(s) Additional Tags: LonelyEyes, Lonelyeyes Week 2023 (The Magnus Archives), Look MS. Titch is mentioned! Series: Part 5 of Lonelyeyes week 2023 Summary:

Prompt: Marriage.

Elias MOSTLY likes being married to Peter. MOSTLY

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Hey could you please draw my horrible old lady Cat OC, Ms. Titch that I Headcanon Elias and Peter have... I also have a reference...

I suck with animals so...this is the best I can do 😅

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Lonelyeyes + kitty shit post.

Peter coming home to find Elias wine drunk pouring very expensive caviar in the cats dish. He just sighs and disappears into the mist, caviar gives Ms. titch, the cat terrible gas after all.

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Magnus Archives (Podcast) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Elias Bouchard/Peter Lukas, Martin Blackwood/Jonathan "Jon" Sims | The Archivist Characters: Peter Lukas, Melanie King, Martin Blackwood, Tim Stoker (The Magnus Archives), Jonathan "Jon" Sims | The Archivist, Elias Bouchard | Jonah Magnus, Rosie Zampano, Ms. Titch (cat OC) Additional Tags: CW: vomit, LonelyEyes, Alcohol, Smoking, cw: drug use, Fluff, Lonelyeyes fluff, Canon Atypical Cartoon like violence, post episode 92, takes place in season 3 or there abouts Summary:

Elias has a really bad day (well as bad a day as he can have halfway through season three) rife with swearing, murder attempts and divorces!

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Magnus Archives (Podcast) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Peter Lukas + cat, Peter Lukas/Elias Bouchard (background), Elias Bouchard + cat Characters: Peter Lukas, Elias Bouchard, Ms. Titch (cat) Additional Tags: LonelyEyes, Fluff, Cat centric fic, Humor, Peter is secretly a discworld fan Series: Part 1 of Ms. Titch the cat. Summary:

The Tundra has a ship's cat, Peter brings her on land, she becomes a pet.

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Magnus Archives (Podcast) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Elias Bouchard/Peter Lukas (implied), Peter Lukas + cat Characters: Martin Blackwood, Peter Lukas, Ms. Titch (cat) Additional Tags: Cat related violence, season 4, cursing Series: Part 3 of Ms. Titch the cat. Summary:

Martin thought he liked cats, then he had to take Peter's cat Ms. Titch, to the vet.

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Ms. Titch

                     Summary:            

The Tundra has a ship's cat, Peter brings her on land, she becomes a pet.

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Peter wasn’t exactly sure where the cat had come from. She was a calico with a crumpled ear and a sour expression, but she somehow ended up on the Tundra. It was good, pest control after all, that was her role and that was all. Then one night, he left his cabin door open. A mistake really, because the crumple ear’d cat had wandered in and he found her sleeping at the foot of his bed. He picked her up, gingerly, trying to avoid her claws, and that’s when she did it. She nuzzled him, with her chin and gazed upwards in adoration. She was JUST a cat and didn’t understand what he was.  So he put her down outside the door, closing it or so he thought. In the following days,  He continued to ignore her, ignore her sleeping on his bed, ignore her at meals, any food he left behind was just incidental. Ignore her rubbing against his leg, the fact he stroked her head once in a while was just… a bad habit, one he’d break eventually.

She had a job and that was mousing. He did admit he loved watching her bring to him, that rat it was quite a big dead rat, as a prize, well most of a rat. She grew on him.  It was like those  discworld books, a crew member left behind a copy of: ‘Wyrd Sisters’  which he happened to pick up, and skim through idly. But before he knew it, he was buying discworld books for himself, keeping them tucked away in his cabin things like the cat, and the books ate at the edges the loneliness.  That and Elias, when he was on land, he happened to share a flat with Elias Bouchard, they were married, did he love the awful little man? He couldn’t say-- they didn’t share a bedroom, they did share a space.

He’d named the cat Ms. Titch. She never followed him into the lonely, but would wait for him, on his bed, sprawled out half dozing and lazily stare at him and yawn When he left the ship, he brought Ms. Titch to the flat he shared with Elias. Animals didn’t like Elias, he was unnatural. Dogs would growl at him, birds flew away, squirrels would attack Elias on sight, even the fish he’d attempted to keep in a tank, had all jumped out and died . Ms. Titch, however, upon exiting her carrier, walked up to Elias purring and rolled over on her back, belly in the air. Elias was utterly charmed. When he read the paper in the morning, she’d be on his lap or nearby. She was old by now, all the years as a ship’s cat and stray on the docks, had not been easy for her. She’d been used to sleeping on the cold metal floor of the tundra, now she had a heated bed (for her arthritis). She’d eaten vermin and scraps for all her life, now Elias fed her the finest raw food money he could buy. She had a cat tree in their flat by the window where she’d look out at the London skyline, just like Elias. Peter didn’t mind, after all she still slept in his bed. He wondered what Elias’s employees would think of their terrifying boss, crouching down to rub the head of an old cat, while he told in sweet tones what a muffin she was. Peter didn’t mind, because she wasn’t a muffin, she was a titchy-witchy, little fuzz lady. She was Ms. Titch, and every cold, cruel bastard they brought into the flat was greeted like an old dear friend. Every good person was treated with suspicion or at right hostility. Poor Martin who was tasked once of  her bringing to the vet, was mauled and hissed at. Oh well, black hearted Ms.Titch. He would give her a rub under the chin for that.

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Magnus Archives (Podcast) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Peter Lukas/Elias Bouchard (Implied), Georgie Barker/Melanie King, Ms. Titch + Peter Lukas, Ms. Titch + Elias Bouchard Characters: Ms. Titch (cat), Melanie King, Georgie Barker, The Admiral (The Magnus Archives) Additional Tags: Sad Cat Fic, Post-Canon, Spoilers for TMA 200 Series: Part 4 of Ms. Titch the cat. Summary:

Clowder Noun: a group of cats.

Ms.Titch had always seen her humans as part of her clowder. Now they have left and she is alone. (this fic is partly from the POV. of Ms. Titch)

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headcanon: Ms. Titch

Peter and Elias have a cat called Ms. Titch, she is a very old, scarred, one earr'd calico. She used to be ship's cat on the Tundra. Peter and Elias both love her. She loves them back, but hates nice people.

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Martin takes Ms. Titch to the vet

Summary: Peter has Martin take his cat Ms. Titch to the vet.

“Ah, Martin,” Peter said, strolling into the office. “I have a little job for you.”

“Yes Peter?” Martin sighed.

“I need you to take my cat to the vet, they couldn’t do a home visit this time,” Peter complained with a shrug.

“You have a cat?” Martin asked, he had never seen Peter as the sort for animal company.

“Yes, Ms. Titch, she was the ship’s cat on the Tundra,” Peter said.  “I had to take her, there was no other option.”

“Right,” Martin said warily. He would have been spending his day sitting in his miserable chair, in this cold office doing Peter’s spreadsheets but now he could have a nice visit with a poor lonely kitty. He tried not to smile.

“The carrier is in the lefthand hall cupboard when you get in,” Peter said.

So this was how Martin Blackwood found himself riding up a private elevator to Peter’s penthouse flat. Martin liked cats. He’d never had one growing up, Mum claimed she was allergic, but he’d always liked seeing them in back gardens and in windows. A few of his friends had cats and sometimes he'd pet them. They were soft, warm, they purred and Martin thought they were great. The elevator dinged and opened. Peter’s flat was grey, cold and dismally minimalist. Just as he expected from any place occupied by Peter Lukas for any extended period of time. In the left hand hall cupboard were coats, a whiff of cologne lingered, it reminded him of Elias? Odd. Oh well, he found the cat carrier in the bottom of the closet, on top of it was a small bag of kitty treats. Massive open windows that faced the skyline made up the far wall of the flat, there were a few bench like sofas and an empty black coffee table. No sign of the cat. There was, however, a massive sculpture that looked an awful lot like a dead tree facing the window, bark stripped and blackened with age. Martin didn’t care for modern art like that. Then he noticed the cushioned perches on each bough. Sitting in one of them was a small green eyed calico cat regarding him with contempt. Ms Titch had a scowling  scarred face, one and a half ears, with the right one crumpled and ragged. She glared at him from her perch and didn’t move.

“Here kitty, kitty,” Martin began.

She didn’t move.

“Ms. Titch, here Ms. Titch, kitty.” He continued.

Her ear perked up, but she did nothing.

“Pspspspspspsps,” Martins tried to tempt her over.

She turned around in her perch, settling down with her back to him.

Well might as well get this over with, he went up to the cat and opened his hand to pet her. After all she was a small, old kitty.

“Awww you scared? Don’t be, I won’t hurt you, I just want to be your friend—“ He began.

Quicker then he could think her paw darted out and swatted him across the back of his hand, with claws. She hissed and leapt off the cat tree running into the depths of the flat.

“OW!” Martin rubbed the back of his hand, it was bleeding. “Right you horrible moggie, I’m gonna…”

The cat was gone. “Ms. Titch?”

He wasn’t sure he wanted to explore Peter Lukas’ flat but now he had no choice, there were a few doors that were locked. He caught whiffs of that cologne.. Elias wore… yeah… if he didn’t think about it, then it wouldn’t be ‘weird’. There was, however, a lot of other rooms that had open doors, she could be in any of them.

He remembered the bag of kitty treats in his pocket, he gave it a shake.

“Kitty, kitty, kitty, c’mon I got treats? C'mon… you nasty little moggie,” he called.

He shook the bag again. He noticed movement as she came up haltingly to the noise.  

“Yeah that’s it, c’mere you greedy old bag of bones, Come to Martin...” He continued to shake it. He put down a small pile of treats on a floor. Ms. Titch paused and ate.

Martin quickly darted to each open door and closed it, trapping her in. He approached the cat gingerly from behind. She turned and regarded him with those green eyes that seemed to say: ‘I’ve fought wharf rats all over the world, and you sir are NO wharf rat.’ Her ears went back, her pupils narrowed, she hissed, and a low rising yowl came from her throat. She sprung right into his face.

“Oh fuck!” Martin cursed, trying to shield his face as Ms. Titch suddenly became a very aggressive hat.

He stumbled backwards but she was still yowling, hissing, scratching and biting his face. He managed to pull her off.

“Right! You are the worst cat ever!” He exclaimed as she continued to sink her teeth into his jumper and clawed his arm.

He got her to the carrier like this, cursing and somehow managing to keep a handle on an angry ball of scrambling claws and sharp teeth. He attempted to get her into the carrier and her limbs became like iron bars, he was unable to get her in she fought every inch of the way. He was bleeding, sore and covered in cat hair.

“GET IN!” He shouted when his attempts appeared to be futile.

She used the chance  to scratch his nose. He took her by the backside and gave a shove. She was in! Thank goodness. He hastily closed the latch. The trip on the tube was surprisingly uneventful despite her constant low growls and hisses.

He got to the vet and the receptionist looked at him and the carrier and sucked her teeth.

“Oh, someone didn’t want to come, did they?” She tittered.

“No.” Martin said sullenly. “I’m bringing in Peter Lukas’ cat Ms. Titch.”

The receptionist gave him a look. “Yes, we refused home visits for that terror. Wow, she’s smaller then I thought. ”

Martin sat down and waited, glaring at the people and their well behaved pets until they were called.

The vet wore thick gloves to examine her, getting her out of the carrier proved just as hard as getting her in.

Other than the arthritis (apparently), and a few missing teeth, Ms. Titch was in excellent health for a fifteen year old cat.

Martin was paying the bill, with Peter’s card. When his phone rang, it was Peter.

“Martin, the computer is beeping at me, can you come back to the office?” Peter asked.

“Peter, I’ve got your cat, remember?” Martin sighed.

“Oh you can bring her,” Peter said.  “I have a litter box and some water for her, all ready.”

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As  Martin opened the carrier just outside Peter’s office, he wondered what Jon would think of this. He knew Jon liked cats, but wasn’t sure if even Jon could love this nasty mog. She ran into Peter’s office. He sighed and started his work on the computer.

He could hear Peter talking softly.

“Who’s the best girl, who’s my titchy-witchy little fuzz lady? You are! Yes you are!” Peter was cooing. “Good job with Martin, muffin butt.”

Martin glimpsed into the office Ms. Titch was stretched out on the desk, belly in the air purring loudly and Peter was rubbing her chin and laughing.

“Wot?” Martin gasped.

Ms. Titch glanced over at Martin with her poison green eyes, he swore she winked.

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Ms. Titch

by eldritchcatpossum (skinsuit)

The Tundra has a ship's cat, Peter brings her on land, she becomes a pet.

Words: 655, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: The Magnus Archives (Podcast)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen, M/M

Characters: Peter Lukas, Elias Bouchard, Ms.Titch (Cat)

Relationships: Peter Lukas/Elias Bouchard (backgorund), Elias bouchard +cat, Peter Lukas + cat

Additional Tags: LonelyEyes, Fluff

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/25687861