Historias de Curtisyoung

In Which: Car, road, and race-hating Ironwood native Callie Wilson falls for the reckless son of a racing legend.

"You loved him. You still love him. It was always going to be him, Vee." "I loved him, but not the way I loved you, Ray." Vivienne Maddox swore she'd never return. But Ironwood, and the boys she left behind, aren't finished with her yet. First loves. Best friends. Two betrayals she can't forget. And one truth she can't escape. --- Motorheads Fanfic ray young x female oc x male oc love triangle this story is written in first person

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬!" "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞, 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐞. 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝, 𝟐𝟒/𝟕...𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐦!" "𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐲...𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐫?" "𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐮𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐬𝐨 𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐀𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚." 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐁𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦 𝐨𝐜

When Quill rolls into Ironwood's underground racing scene under a fake name, she's running from a past that could destroy her, and the people she's starting to care about. After a jaw-dropping win at the local race, she disappears into the shadows, only to reappear the next day at Logan's struggling garage with a car that's seen better days. Curtis, quiet and watchful, can tell there's more beneath Quill's guarded exterior, but she's determined to keep her secrets locked tight. As tensions rise and rivals circle, Quill must decide how much she's willing to risk, for trust, for family, and for a chance at something real. In a town where loyalty is rare and danger rides shotgun, can Quill find her way home... before everything she's running from catches up? I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE PLOT OF THIS SHOW OR THE CHARACTERS. I ONLY OWN MY ORIGINAL CHARACTERS. 7/24/25 - #2 in pennsylvania 7/29/25 - #1 in pennsylvania

Most characters are not mine!!

★・・・➤ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴘᴀꜱᴛ ᴛʜᴏꜱᴇ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪꜰᴜʟ ꜱᴛᴀʀꜱ, ɪ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ᴅʀɪᴠᴇ ᴀ ꜰᴀꜱᴛᴇʀ ᴄᴀʀ ⊹₊ ˚‧︵‿₊༺۶ৎ༻₊‿︵‧ ˚ ₊⊹ ᴍᴏᴛᴏʀʜᴇᴀᴅꜱ [ꜱᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ ᴏɴᴇ- ]

Caitlyn's Uncle, Logan, gets a job offer at the Toretto's newly opened auto shop which is next to Toretto's market & cafe. So Caitlyn and her family move from Ironwood, PA -> Los Angeles, CA. There she meets Kailea who works at the restaurant her parents own. Kailea, Kalista, & Ryder are my own made up characters, story will be in Kailea's POV. This story is my original story and thoughts.

In which a young girl falls for a vehicle designer (fem! oc x marcel crawford)

Alexe Woods was born and raised in Ironwood, Pennsylvania. Her mother passed when Alexe was 15, so for the most part, it was just she and her father. Until her father died in a car accident just three years ago. She manages a bookstore during the morning and most afternoons and nights, she's in her garage, fixing up motorcycles and cars. Then when it gets dark out, she street races. Not only does she have a garage of her own, but she works for her neighbor Logan Maddox, a longtime crush of hers. Logan's niece Caitlyn and nephew Zac Torres, come to live with him, along with their mom. What happens when their worlds collide with hers? Motorheads Fanfic Logan Maddox x OC Ray Young x OC

Motorheads 2025 fanfic while I wait for the upcoming season because I refuse to fall in love with another show that a) won't be renewed for months b) won't be seeing another season for years c) is getting cancelled or d) all of the above Fair warning, I will likely quit this project for months at a time but for the meanwhile, here is my take on Caitlyn and Curtis' relationship and how i hope it will continue!

niti always hits the breaks zac always hits the gas what happens when they meet in the middle motorheads (zac torres x oc)

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, She believes in second chances 𝐎𝐑 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, He doesn't believe in much at all. FEM!OC X RAY YOUNG motorheads season 1 -

He wasn't mine and I wasn't his but he was so good at making me feel like we belonged to each other. MOTORHEADS PREQUEL CHRISTIAN MADDOX x FEM!OC © 2025

"ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ'ꜱ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴ, ɪ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴏ ɪ ᴀᴍ..." ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ... ꜱᴋʏᴇ ᴊᴀᴅᴇ ʜᴀꜱ ʟɪᴠᴇᴅ ɪɴ ɪʀᴏɴᴡᴏᴏᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴡʜᴏʟᴇ ʟɪꜰᴇ, ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴀᴛ ꜱᴄʜᴏᴏʟ ᴡᴇʀᴇɴ'ᴛ ᴇxᴀᴄᴛʟʏ ꜰᴏɴᴅ ᴏꜰ ʜᴇʀ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ꜱʜᴇ ɢʀᴇᴡ ᴜᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴄᴜʀᴛɪꜱ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ, ʙᴜᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴇꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴀʀᴇ. ʜᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴜʀᴛɪꜱ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴡʜᴏʟᴇ ʟɪꜰᴇ, ꜱʜᴇ ᴘʀᴀᴄᴛɪᴄᴀʟʟʏ ʟɪᴠᴇᴅ ᴀᴛ ʜɪꜱ ʜᴏᴜꜱᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴄᴏᴜʀꜱᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʏᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ ᴍᴏᴍ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ꜱᴏ ᴏꜰᴛᴇɴ. ʙᴜᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴠɪꜱɪᴛ ʜᴇʀ ꜰᴀᴛʜᴇʀ, ɴᴏ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ ʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴀɴʏ ᴛɪᴍᴇꜱ ʜᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟꜱ ᴏʀ ᴛᴇxᴛꜱ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴅᴀʏ ꜱʜᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴡᴀɴᴛꜱ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇᴇ ʜɪᴍ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ. ᴅᴏᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʜᴇʀ ꜱᴇᴇᴍ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛʟᴇꜱꜱ, ᴀʙꜱᴏʟᴜᴛᴇʟʏ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɪꜱ ᴀ ᴡʜᴏʟᴇ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ꜱɪᴅᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜɪꜱ ɢɪʀʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪᴄ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ꜱᴀᴡ... ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ᴢᴀᴄ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ. ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʏ ʟᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ ᴇʏᴇꜱ ꜱʜᴇ ᴋɴᴇᴡ ʜᴇʀ ʟɪꜰᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴏʏ ᴡᴀꜱ ꜱʜᴇ ʀɪɢʜᴛ, ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴏᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ᴡᴀʏ ᴘᴏꜱꜱɪʙʟᴇ...

Avery Hayes knows Ironwood like the back of her hand, every pothole and faded storefront etched into her memory. However the towns spark seems to have faded following the death of her father. Everything changes with the arrival of Samantha Torres and her children Caitlyn and Zac begins to uncover the truth about who her father really was. Avery is determined to find out about her father's past with the help of her new friends. There's only one small distraction. Harris Bowers.

Tatum Maddox, a fiery red head girl who most would consider an outsider after recent events. One wrong turn and the girl who was once sweet and full of energy becomes a shell of herself and nothing like who she once was. And she's not the only one. Harris Bowers might have been a bully to everyone else, but not her, at least not until his mother passed.

"You don't beat the Crimson Flame. You just pray she doesn't burn you next." In a town built on fuel, legacy, and bloodlines, Levina Davenporte was never supposed to get her hands dirty. Born into old money and even older expectations, Levina walks the Ironwood High halls like royalty-effortlessly magnetic, untouchably poised. She wears privilege like a second skin, but behind the curated confidence is a girl suffocating under the weight of a name everyone either worships or fears. Then there's Harris Bowers. Loud, reckless, and infuriatingly charming. The life of every party, the reigning king of Ironwood High, and the kind of boy who was born with a steering wheel in one hand and the world in the other. He doesn't build cars, but he knows how to drive like the devil's at his heels-and everyone knows his name. From the second their worlds collide, it's all fire and friction. Banter sharp enough to draw blood. Glances that burn. And beneath all the bravado-something raw and real neither of them saw coming. But their connection is dangerous. Old family rivalries still hum beneath the surface of Ironwood, and the Bowers-Davenporte tension goes deeper than either of them realize. Secrets unravel. Loyalties are tested. And Levina finds herself caught between the life she was born into... and the boy who makes her feel like she's finally living-and Harris might not just steal her heart-he might ruin her name. In a world where engines roar louder than apologies, and love is as dangerous as the roads they race-Levina Davenporte will have to choose: the path laid out for her, or the boy who was never part of the map. This is a story about fast cars, slow burns, and the kind of love that demands everything. Even your name. Female OC x Harris Bowers (takes place season 1 of motorheads)

𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝟏 ━━ ❝eye for eye, lap for lap. there's no turning back.❞ curtis young x fem oc. cover by @f4brays

"𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙢𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚." SUMMARY INSIDE MOTORHEADS SEASON 1 - ? FEMALE OC X RAY YOUNG FEMALE OC X HARRIS BOWERS

Luna Aberra grew up in grease and gasoline, raised by Ray Young in the back of a garage where loyalty was earned and softness was a liability. After being away for three years, she returns to Ironwood, where she can finally be herself. But something completely ruins her plans: a spoiled boy with a fast mouth and a faster car. Under the tension and bruised egos, something's burning between them that neither of them saw coming. And in this town, nothing stays buried, not secrets, not scars, and definitely not feelings. They were made to clash. But maybe they were built to burn. Together.