#autistic!cas

all hail the autistic gay angel and his autistic nonbinary child❤️🥰

It kind of turned into a coming out thing with Dean's dishonesty at being how oblivious he is which I think should get dumb of ass, pure of heart points lol. Hope you like it!

Tags: agender!Cas, pan!Benny, autistic!Cas, coming out, oblivious!Dean established relationship, fluff

"Dean?" Castiel asked one day. "Can we talk?"

Dean's first response was to laugh, "What are you gonna dump me?" Castiel's face remained neutral, and Dean felt his heart speed up. "Are you dumping me?"

"No, I…" Castiel paused and cleared his throat. "Hold on."

Castiel turned and strode back across the room to his coat. He reached inside the pocket and awkwardly fished around until he found a folded square of paper. It was crumbled and the tattered edges were smoothed out as Castiel carefully unfolded it. Frowning, he paused and looked around. "Where's Benjamin?"

"He ran to the store. He'll be back soon." Dean said as knots tied in his stomach. "Cas. What's going on?"

"I have something to tell you." Castiel said again.

 He folded the paper back up and placed it back inside the coat pocket. Once he was satisfied, he went back to the couch and sat down, perched on the edge of it as he waited. Try as Dean might, he couldn't get anything else out of him. So, he grabbed another beer from the fridge, and joined him.

Finally, Benny came home. As soon as Benny crossed the threshold, Dean looked at Castiel in anticipation and the routine started over. Castiel stood, strode across the room to his coat, and started to search for the paper in his pocket. Benny looked to Dean with a questioning expression, and Dena simply shrugged and waited patiently for Castiel to come sit back down.

Once the paper was unfolded (again), Castiel cleared his throat. His fingers worried the edges of the paper as he read, 

"Dear Benjamin and Dean,

As you both know, I've been reflecting on myself. I've come to the conclusion that I'm agender.

Thank you,

Castiel."

Both of them stared at him for a moment. Thinking they hadn't heard correctly, Castiel started to reread it. Benny quickly stopped him, going over and putting a hand on his shoulder.

"Dude I heard you. Well… not dude." Dean corrected. 

"'Dude' is fine," Castiel said.

"Right. Okay. So uh…" Dean looked at Benny. "Anything else?"

Castiel shook his head.

"Okay. You still wanna go by... everything or…?"

"It's fine." Castiel said. "I don't… mind my name or how you refer to me. I'm just…"

"Not a guy. Right." Dean said, nodding a bit. "Great."

"Great?"

Benny smiled and squeezed his shoulder. "Glad you figured it out. Takes time to. It took me a while to figure out I'm pan."

"You're pan?" Dean asked.

"...you didn't know?" Benny asked.

"No…" Dean said slowly. "How…long have you known…?"

"Couple years. Why don't you know?"

"I don't know! Why didn't you tell me?"

"I did."

in my head dean has probable adhd, and cas is an angel, yes, but also his behavior resonates a lot with my experience of being on the spectrum.

now. my best friend has adhd and we clicked instantly and we like to think that’s bc our mental wavelengths (or whatever you wanna call it) are similar, like whatever strangeness is going on in our brains, the other understands immediately. our conversations are a constant “can you pass me the thing bc the thing is complicated to do with the thing and i don’t get it” or “wouldn’t it make more sense if that stuff was like a thing?” and we don’t need to show what we need cause the other one gets it? regardless of wether it’s an object or a concept, we both make sense of what the issue is.

Stops before “succeeding”? What is success when curing autism??

exactly c:

there can be none.

(There’s, of course, nothing wrong with interpreting Cas as having a sly sense of humor, it’s just not the only possible interpretation is my point).

Summary: The teacher assigns a buddy to all the children in her first-grade class. Everyone writes their buddy a postcard, giving them a compliment. Dean is supposed to write something for Castiel, the mysterious autistic kid in the corner – but he doesn't hand anything in. Does he have nothing to say? Or does he have too much to say?

p.S. will you Be my Boyfrend ?

Night Exhibition - almaasi

27k · NC-17

Summary: Welcome to the world's most generic museum. In the café, you'll find Dean, putting dinosaur cut-outs on his award-winning apple pies. In the gift shop, you'll find his snarky yet devastatingly handsome friend Castiel, folding t-shirts for a living. But Castiel has a second job as a night watchman, patrolling the marble halls and protecting the museum exhibits after dark. One night, Dean asks to tag along. He could never resist a crisp blue uniform, and he'll take any opportunity to have his friend show it off. It might take all night, one dance, and a playful sex act (or five) in a few unusual places around the museum before either of them realise... maybe Dean's interest was never about the uniform. And maybe their friendship was already something else.

featuring Dean’s uniform kink, agender + demisexual + autism-spectrum Cas, the hOLY SHIT W H A T kind of rimming, and a ton of really frickin cute fluff

a quote from my beta: "Um. So. That was one of the hottest scenes I have ever read in literally almost 16 years of fic. So. Congrats."