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(f/n)- First Name
(h/l)- Hair Length
(h/c)- Hair Color
(w/o/c)- Weapon of Choice
(f/c)-Favorite Color
(e/c)- Eye Color
Not a Damsel
I was new to the Smash Manor. Apparently, the headmaster, who are both hands, saw me doing swordplay when I was helping my country. And with my country, yes, that means I'm a princess. But not a very girlish one. I wear a short, (f/c) dress with (white/black) trim that's almost the length of a shirt with (black/white) shorts and riding boots. I usually put my (h/l), (h/c) hair in one or two ponytails when I go out to battle. My weapon of choice was a (w/o/c), and I must say, I've mastered it pretty well, thanks to my guardian.
I was walking through the hallways of Smash Manor, trying to find my way back to my room. I walked in silence, humming a tune to myself before I tripped over something and fell to the floor with a thud. I groaned before standing up and looking to see who or what it was, and sure enough, it was Princess Peach, her parasol sticking out in front of her. "Oh, I'm so sorry (f/n)! Did I trip you?" she asked sarcastically before twirling her parasol, almost hitting me twice.
"...I'm fine Peach. Can you just watch you umbrella?"
"It's not an umbrella, it's a parasol. Have you never used one?"
"I don't have time for luxuries. I have a kingdom to run."
"How can you run a kingdom when you don't even act like a princess?" she suddenly snapped at me as my (e/c) orbs grew wide in surprise.
"What makes you think that?"
"You act like a prince half the time, and you don't even have a princess mindset. What about finding your prince and having him save you from distress? Then you share a kiss on his horse as you ride back to your kingdom."
"I'm not a damsel in distress. And I-" I was going to tell her I did have a prince that caught my eye, but I didn't bother.
Prince Marth, one of the only royal males in this manor. Everything about him was so amazing, but I also knew that Peach was head-over-heels for him, and since she was already so cruel, I chose to keep my mouth shut.
"You what? Did you have a prince back home or something?" I shook my head before she laughed. "I can see why."
"Did you have one?!" I suddenly hissed before Peach glared at me. She raised her hand and slapped me before I had a second thought. I didn't hurt, but I was knock backed due to the quick motion and the fact I wasn't ready for it. I fell on my backside pretty hard, and it was really sore. I tried to hold back my cries of pain as Peach laughed before she suddenly stopped when someone said: "Are you alright (f/n)?" I looked up suddenly and saw bright blue cerulean orbs staring back at me.
"Prince Marth?" I took his hand and nodded, brushing myself off.
"Are you sure? That was quite the fall," he laughed as I joined him. "What happened?"
"I was waiting for you when Princess (f/n) tripped over my parasol," Peach laughed as Marth raised an eyebrow.
"And she fell...backwards?" Peach nodded before she took Marth by the arm and left, leaving me in the middle of the hallway.
It had been a week since I last encountered the princess, and it was making me really happy. I strolled down the hallway, coming back from lunch before I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned and saw Prince Marth and Peach, linked arm-in-arm, but Peach seemed to be enjoying it more than Marth. "Ah, Princess (f/n), just the person I was looking for." Her demeanor was completely different from when I saw her last week, but it was probably because Marth was with her.
"Hello Peach, Prince Marth...Is there something you needed?"
"Oh well," she started before she let go of Marth's arm and linked hers in mine. "I just wanted to apologize for tripping you last week. So I wanted to do something special with you."
"Oh, and what would that be?"
"I wanted to try on dresses with you!"
"Try on dresses? But Princess-"
"Yay! Alright let's go! Bye Marth!" With that, she tore down the hallway and into her room, locking the door behind her.
"Alright then," she smiled as she opened up a second closet, since she had the room to herself. In it, was racks full of different color ball gowns. I tried my hardest not to gag as she took out a pretty blue shoved me in the closet, her coming behind me. She shut the door and told me to take off my dress and shorts. I hesitantly agreed, but only because she was the only thing blocking the door. Once I took off my dress, she laughed and spun me around. "Look at you! No chest whatsoever! No feminine qualities!" I blushed before she slipped the dress over me and zipped me up. Then she guided me out of the closet and to the mirror where she took my tiara off and put my hair down before placing it back on. "See? Much prettier with your hair down." Then she told me to sit on the bed while she got the finishing touch. I couldn't see what she had, but I tried to loosen the dress however I could before she turned, holding coils of rope and cloth. I gasped before standing and running to the door, but this dress wasn't helping me. I tripped in fell, landing in the perfect position for Peach to restrain me. She sat on my back as she took one of the shortest coils and wrapped it around my ankles, limiting my movement even more.
"Peach?" I asked, terrified to ask my question. "W-What are you doing?"
"Part of being a princess is being restrained and waiting for a prince to find you. But oh wait...no one will find you," she laughed as she lifted me up, which was surprising considering how much this dress was weighing me down and half-carried, half-dragged me to the closet. Once inside, she took my wrist and bound them in front of me with the longest rope, wrapping them around multiple times before doing it down the middle, making handcuffs in a way, even though I could've easily untied it. I started to do it with my teeth, but Peach soon smacked me in the side with her parasol and I stopped. She then took my arms and placed them above my head, bounding them to the rack above me with another short rope, leaving my hands suspended in the air, no matter how hard I pulled. She then took the second longest piece and wrapped it around my thighs, squishing the dress before she took the remaining part of it and wrapping it around the rope suspended in the air, forcing me to sit on my knees. Then she stepped back and laughed, admiring her work, while I on the other hand, was terrified. I've never been tied up before, much less like this, and I had no idea how to get out.
"Peach. Let me go!" I struggled against the rope before she laughed and got her parasol.
"Now for your second lesson. Learning how to deal with the relentless attacks of you captor," she laughed as she started bashing me with her parasol, leaving bruises all over me. I cried out in pain before she stopped and took two of the cloths. She balled one up and stepped on my thigh, poking a hole in my skin, and while I cried out in pain, she shoved it in my mouth and tied the other cloth around my head, gagging me. She then continued to hit me relentlessly, and I felt bruises forming all over my body. She then stopped and laughed before she took a bucket of cold water and poured it over my head. It soaked through the dress and I screamed, though it was muffled through the gag. She then took the other cloth and tied it over my eyes before turning the lights out and closing the door. "Farewell my dear princess."
I didn't know how long I'd been tied up, but my limbs were already getting numb, and I had run out of terror-filled tears to cry. I continued to struggle (to best of my abilities) before I heard the door to Peach's room open. "I know she's in here Peach! Now tell me where she is!" Prince Marth!
"B-But Prince Marth...I assured you that Prince (f/n) isn't here." I could here the lying in her voice, and I hoped Marth could too.
"...Prince (f/n)? Is there something you're not telling me? What's going on between (f/n) and you?"
"It doesn't matter!" Marth gasped by her sudden outburst, but then I heard him walk towards the doorway. "What are you doing?"
"If she's not in here, then you wouldn't mind if I take a look. But if she is...I suggest you leave now." I didn't hear any footsteps or the door open. Peach is all in on this. Maybe I should say something. "So you're telling me-"
"Why don't I get us some tea and we can discuss over that." The door then finally opened and shut before I knew it was time to say something.
"Mm Mph!" I tried to call his name, but it was muffled in the gag.
"Princess?" Marth turned the knob, but the door wouldn't budge. This worried the both of us, for I started to struggle, feeling new tears of fear, and Marth was frantically turning the knob. "Don't worry (f/n)! I'll get you out!" I hearr a slicing sound before I heard something cut through wood. Is he...cutting down the door?! This continued for another two minutes before a hole big enough for him to fit through appeared. He stepped in and openrd the door before turning to me. It was then his face grew red and he growled with anger. But it quickly subsided ss he knelt beside me and undid my gag. "Are you feeling alright (f/n)?!" I honestly felt that that was a stupid question. I had cuts, scratches, scraps, and bruises all over my body, there was a small hole in my leg, now crusted over with blood, and I was freezing. I didn't reply to his question, but asked one of my own. "How did you know I was in here?" H3 forze for a moment before he sighed.
"I was looking for you because I needed someone to talk to. So then I asked Peach were you were and she jusf said 'somewhere' and that worried me and I started to look for you." He then sighed again and turned his hesd before turning it back to me now long after. "Now let's get you untied."
It only took a matter of minutes to untie me, but then he went to untie my wrist and grazed my arm. "Princess! You're freezing!" I only nodded my head and hung it. It was true that I was extremely cold, but I didn't eant to act like any other princess. Not in front of him. "I'm fine...honestly."
"No you're not." He then lifted me up bridal style and out of Peach's room. His touch was so warm conpared to my ice-like skin, and I started to feel sleepy. I don't know when, but I ended up falling asleep in the prince's arms.
Marth's POV
I eventually reached (f/n)'s room and took her inside. I put her on her bed onky to find that she hsd fallen asleep. I laughed to myself as I tucked her in many kayers of blankets and sheets to allow her to rest. But before I left the room, I knelt down and gently kissed (f/n) on the lips. "Good night, my desr princess." With that, I left the room to alloe my lovr to rest, and hoped to tell her when she awoke.
That is my Marth x Reader. Also...am I hating on Peach? ...Sort of. I am making fun of how she's always kidnapped. If you don't like that...I'm sorry. P.S. There may be errors cause I wrote thisnon my tablet.
My next xReader will be the Part 2 of Cloud's, then I will get to my request. See u guys l8tr!
