Onepiece x reader

This is a bunch of past events y/n has had with different characters (if you don't see a character that was recommended that's cause they'll be in the next chapter like this)

Mihawk (during y/n's childhood)

•mihawk and y/n's friendship is very peaceful. Due to mihawk's quiet and calm manner y/n rarely gets hyper or angry while around him. Y/n very much sees mihawk as a comfort.

•Mihawk will often teach y/n weapon skills, but along with fighting he also teaches about the world in general. The past, good food, books.

"I appreciate you training me mihawk, but I hope you know I won't ever be able to fight you for the title of the best, it's just not what I'm after. But I'll certainly make sure to clear some of the weaklings that try to claim the title of greatest swordsman." "I wouldn't except any less from you y/n, you may not chase to defeat me, but I am still incredibly honoured to be training you." The swordsman placed his hand on the child's head and gave a small smile.

•Mihawk and y/n will move the furniture in the warlords break room to train in peace. But other warlords will pop there heads in to watch.

Crocodile (y/n age 8)

The sky had decided to dump an ocean worth of water on marineford today. The dark clouds circled over head threatening to sweep the island away. In the chaotic weather stood a tall man in a fur trim coat which was now soaked due to the rain along with the rest of him. The one handed warlord had left the dry warmth of the warlord meeting room to avoid dealing with a raging boa, moria and doflamingo, which left him in the rain to wait for his boat to arrive. 'How idiotic, all that fighting about a child...'
He just couldn't wrap his head around how the warlords found such a insignificant creature charming. Even mihawk appeared to welcome the company.

Nearby a small child stood, starring at the warlord. A-tad scared to move towards him. They wore a yellow rain jacket. The other warlords were probably looking for them, but y/n was on a mission, it was a silly childish mission but a mission nonetheless. They took a deep breath and walked over to the warlord, the loud rain masking the noise of their footsteps. Crocodile looked to his side, finding the small marine child standing beside him, an arms reach away, a joyful yellow coat on them. "What do you want brat?" "You left early, so I brought you an umbrella." The child revealed the large umbrella they had hid out of view, they opened it with a smile, holding it out to the warlord. Crocodile glared but took the umbrella anyway. He stood for a few moments before looking back at the child who was still standing next to him, while he stood under the umbrella while the child stood out in the rain facing the raging sea seemingly unbothered by the violent sheets of rain that continued to fall onto there small frame. "You'll catch a cold out here brat!" He called out to them. "That's ok mister! I don't mind. As long as I get to enjoy the rain! Hahahaha!"
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'What a strange brat.' He took a step forward then another till he stood closer beside the child, moving his umbrella to shelter the two of them. "Shouldn't a child your age be heading home for dinner?" "No one's home, I'll probably make myself up some ground beef when I get home. I'd invite you, but if my dad saw you, he would try to kill you. And I won't let happen, don't want either of you getting hurt." Crocodile scoffed but became abit concerned as he noticed the serious and worried expression on the child's face. They never showed any worry for the warlords, atleast not infront of any of the others.
"Why do you insist on visiting the warlords? Only a fool would try such a thing especially an aspiring marine." "I don't have any friends, so the warlords are the closest thing I have to friends. The vice admirals here are nice, but they're always busy just like my dad and other guardians. And the normal marines hate me, so that leaves me with you guys. But you guys are lots of fun! Hehehe! And just between you and me... I like you more than Doffy." Y/n turned and smiled up at warlord, the reason all the warlords found this child so charming became apparent . That damn smile, one so cheerful it seemed to clear the sky of the raging storm for a moment, a smile so pure and it was aimed at him. A small curve formed on his lips as he continued to stand in the rain with the small drop of sun that had followed to face the storm with him.