Here are some links to my favorite USUK doujinshi. These are all translated into English and on YouTube.
:bulletpurple: Heart Beat Vamp
:bulletpurple: Caught You
:bulletpurple: Blue Honey Moon
:bulletpurple: H/Facial Hair
:bulletpurple: Re: Dream
:bulletpurple: The Hero and the Magician
:bulletpurple: Appear - Part 1 -There are three parts to it on YouTube. You need to watch all to get the complete doujinshi.
:bulletpurple: Pirate's Chronicles
:bulletpurple: My Fire Arm is My Friend
:bulletpurple: What a Scam
Here are some other doujinshi that revolve around America and England. There yaoish, but not completely. I still recommen
Hallucinations: USUK Oneshot by vivtheviolinist, literature
Literature
Hallucinations: USUK Oneshot
Arthur woke up gasping for breath, swimming in his bedsheets and a pool of his own sweat.
It took him a moment to ensure that he wasn't still trapped in his mind.
The hallucinations were always so real. They were vivid and pertained to all of Arthur's five senses. The flames that licked away at the layers of his skin, the sharp fingernails that raked across his body, drawing blood; the white-hot knives sinking their razor-sharp teeth into his arms, intent on lacerating him, and the short stretch of rough rope, handled by unseen hands, pressed against his windpipe, slowly causing him to turn blue with asphyxiation...
Arthur shuddered again,
He who gave me hope
WARNING; alcohol, mentioning of sex, nothing too bad
Alfred could remember it very clearly; the days back then when he'd first met him.
It all started at a night club. Alfred wasn't supposed to be there, of course, but hey, he was young and everyone his age did it, so it shouldn't hurt to do so, right?
He used to go there every Friday night, watch how girls would strip themselves for money, get drunk on all types of drinks, getting laid every now and then He did all he wasn't supposed to do, but he didn't regret it. It had been the time of his life, and he was happy about it.
That was until he met with the brig
Warnings: Crack... so cracky I don't even know...
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The world meetings were always boring and not nearly awesome enough for him to even care, yet he still insisted in going along. Prussia sighed when he arrived home from the latest meeting, tired and slightly annoyed. Of course, the ex-nation didn't have to go to these meetings but he went anyway so he could annoy the other countries.
Germany had decided to leave with Italy that afternoon so Prussia had the house to himself. He hung his jacket up on the hanger by the door and walked straight into the kitchen and grabbed himself a cold beer from the fridge. Savouring the taste, he smiled t
Warning: Crack. Lots of glorious crack!
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Another day was over and England couldn't wait to get home. He just wanted to sit down with a cup of tea and a good book. When he finally arrived at his large London house, he unlocked the door, stepped inside with a sigh and locked the door again. As he removed his shoes, he paused and listened.
Something didn't feel right.
There was an ominous feeling in the air. It was strange and England couldn't quite place it. He didn't think anything happened before he left so he couldn't work out what it was. Uneasy with the atmosphere, he decided to walk around the house to investigate