I'd sooner swallow razor blades soaked in acid before I ever admitted out loud that I need Tori, but that wouldn't make it any less true. ;Jade/Tori;

Prompt from underdogs-are-best's 'Nothing but Jori prompts'. After graduation, Sikowitz retires to become a director. Years later, two of his favorite students audition for his newest film. Little do they know, that he knew of their hidden relationship in high school, and after an obvious break up on their last day, he aims to get them back together.

She is mean and cold and she pushes everyone away. The more she hurts someone the more she feels threatened by them. [...] Now when you look at her all you see is a puppeteer, playing with the people that try to get close to her. You know that she is fire and whoever tries to touch her will get burned. You know because you got burned more than once.

Tori's happy. Incredibly. She's happy for Jade and she's happy for Beck. Happy. Prompt #9 by Jawrulez. G!P.

Jade takes Tori's phone on Monday as retribution for taking a picture of her over the weekend. The rest of the week...progresses in a rather fantastic fashion. They act like kids with crushes to get their point across, and it changes their relationship drastically. Jori, don't like, don't read! Rated M for swears and not-so-subtle innuendo.

Tori's mind was filled with blanket forts. Her fingers felt paper folding. Her skin hummed with the warmth of summer. But, it couldn't be the same Jade, could it? Jori/slightly AU

Tori Vega is starting an exciting new school, Hollywood Arts, but she has a secret. She's a female alpha, naturally dominant and aggressive. If anyone finds out, her life will hardly be worth living. Alphas sense when an omega goes into heat, but that doesn't mean she wants an omega - especially not a girl omega. Biology isn't destiny, right? Jori

Flowers aren't Jade's thing. Everyone knows that. They will get cut into little pieces. For some reason though, someone insists on giving her one a day.

My mouth should taste bitter as hell right now but, to my horror, it tastes like… oranges.

I want to say yes, yes, Jade, you mess with my heart, you make it twist and turn and roll over itself, you make it tie itself into knots and ache and feel wonderful all at the same time. ;Tori/Jade;