MILF (JJK various x Milf! Curse! Reader)

The Vessel Is a Cutie, But His Sensei Is Hot!

Don't know why I didn't mention this before, but underage characters such as Yuji, Megumi and Nobara will be aged up.

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"Momma! Look at this little curse I found!" Hayao ran up to you with a screeching curse in his grasp. It was so weak that it didn't even make it to Grade Four, so you weren't worried about it hurting Hayao.

A smile graced your lips as you kneeled down to get a better view. The fellow curse blew a raspberry at you, earning a smack on its head from little Hayao. It went dizzy for a moment, glaring at the boy once collecting itself.

"Don't spit at Momma!" He scolded.

You chuckled, ruffling your child clone's hair. "Not bad, kid. You caught a nasty looking one there." He smiled brightly, "You're different from this guy, because you won't be a curse for long!" Hayao announced confidently.

You paused, hand dropping back to your side. "Hayao..." You thought through what you should say next. Finally, you smiled once more, "Thank you, my boy."

"Momma! I'll help turn you back to a human too!" Chibi tackled you from behind, throwing her arms around your neck. You grinned even wider, ignoring the pang in your chest.

"Can't wait! I know you guys can do it!"

They can't.

They'll never be able to do it.

You knew this, and yet you still encourage them to waste their lives on something that couldn't be done.

"Momma, why are you making such a sad face?"

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A sigh of smoke passed your lips as you peered down at the streets of Tokyo, resting your elbows on your knees from the top of the taller buildings. The night sky was present, but there were so many lights from buildings and cars that it resembled day.

Various sounds filled the air below you, the chatter of insomniac teens, the chaos of honking cars and the grumbling fourth grade curses were your nighttime choir now.

You chuckled, the taste of your forced sound mixed with cigarette smoke lay bitter on your tongue. "We've come a long way." You mumbled, flicking your burnt out cigarette off of the building.

It's been thousands of years since you were turned into a curse, and everyday was a nightmare ever since you outlived your children.

Even when you were turned into a curse, you still managed to guide them as a normal parent would. All three eventually entwined sorcery into their lives. It was against your wishes, but it wasn't your place to decide their future for them.

Chibi followed in your footsteps the most, becoming the strongest sorcerer in her generation. She admired you for never giving up on caring for her and her siblings even when you were in the worst shape you could ever be in. After she had settled down with her girlfriend and adopted some kids, she rekindled the (L/n) clan, which has protected you ever since.

There were still sorcerers who wouldn't hesitate to exorcise you. You sure as hell didn't need anyone to protect you, but she was adamant about anyone harming you.