#duplicity

I am going to compile my favorites so I know what to look back on (and maybe encourage you to look into a new one!!)

Malignant, Hideaway, & Devotion by happydays1d

Duplicity & Complicity by happydays1d

Stall & Stall 2 by MysteryMixtapes

Getaway Car by valspen

Stumbling by hardcandy92

Red Room by sweetfixs

Online by missluckycharmss

Pierced by tpwkmila

Devil's Due by petit_cerise

Spotlight by kiwiharryy

Jezebel by latenightgab

Strawberries and Cigarettes by findyourboatxx

Treasure by MommyAfterMidnight

Sweet Little Lies by Hitterj

Code Blue by harrryshome

Drag by missarabellastyles

Nine Blue Signs by littledovedoll

Cruel Summer by sonicyouthed

Ambition by RubySlippers_

Aerial by peanutboyfriend

Deceit by notreally1D

Killshot by normalsandwich

The Deadly Seven by itsafinelinebub

Full Throttle by -acidharold

Malign Disposition by Harrysanonymous

Lethal by authorlana

REMOVED BUT CHECK BACK IN LATER:

luke hemmings x oc

dark fame | obsession | corruption | rockstar au

she went on tour because she was done letting her band be overlooked.

he was never supposed to become that part of the story.

Sienna Reed is the frontwoman of VELVET STATIC, a dark alt-pop band opening for The New Romantics on a tour she’s hoping changes everything. She doesn’t want to be promising anymore. She wants to be undeniable.

What she gets is Luke — beautiful in public, unreadable in private, and just wrong enough that she can’t look away.

It’s about fame, secrecy, being chosen in all the worst ways, and what happens when love starts to feel more like damage than anything else.

At the far end of the side corridor, in the gap between moving crew and rolling cases, someone is just standing there. A crew member says something to him that I can’t hear, and he nods without looking away from whatever he’s looking at.

At first I think he’s watching the stage, though I can’t really tell.

From this distance, with the low lights catching only half of him, he doesn’t look much like the version people scream for. His hair looks dull under the venue lighting. His hands are in his pockets. He’s not doing anything, exactly, but somehow everyone moving around him only makes him stand out more.

For a second — brief enough that I almost convince myself I imagined it — it feels like he’s looking right at me.

He doesn’t smile or look away. He just keeps looking.

coming in a few weeks on wattpad <3

my heart stops everytime i see these pics of him