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omgcheez · 2 years
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Based off this incorrect Encanto quote by @ambidextrous-space-samurai
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clangrogu · 9 months
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Characters Who are Autistic, Because I, an Autistic Person, Said So (Animated Edition Pt. 2)
*gifs not mine*
Bruno Madrigal (Encanto)
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socially awkward
special connection with animals
difficulty maintaining eye contact
his gift of prophecy gives autistic pattern recognition vibes
is shunned by his family/community for being different (this causes him to self-isolate)
direct communication style
stimming
has a special interest
anxious
doesn’t feel useful to his family (i hate how familiar this feeling is)
takes up the role of the “observer”
there’s a literal wall between him and other people (as opposed to the metaphorical wall autistic people often feel separates them from others)
humour is misread & observations/statements are misinterpreted
hernando & jorge could be a form of masking
has routines & rituals
as an autistic person, the mistreatment bruno faces is sadly relatable
Huey Duck (Duck Tales)
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has a special interest
likes planning, order & organisation
resistant to change & new things
afraid of the unknown
stimming
experiences meltdowns & sensory overstimulation
infodumps
dietary issues (in this case sugar)
difficulty with creativity/imagination
has a comfort item
anxious
dislikes rule breaking
relies heavily on facts
Ferb Fletcher (Phineas & Ferb)
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largely non-verbal (when he does speak it’s usually a few words to a sentence or two)
those few words are usually a loosely related or a completely unrelated fact
and it’s always direct/matter-of-fact
has a special interest
neutral facial expression
hyperfocuses
seems to be misunderstood by those around him (with the exception of phineas)
Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III (How to Train Your Dragon)
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socially awkward
special connection with animals (in this case dragons)
doesn’t fit in with his community/peers
is misunderstood by those around him
special interests
stimming
imaginary full-on, in depth conversations with himself
Dipper Pines (Gravity Falls)
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has special interests
infodumps, hyperfocuses & hyperfixates
stimming
difficulty with social interaction
shown to have some sleep & hygiene issues
easily overwhelmed/overstimulated
anxious/nervous
feels like the odd one out (until ford comes along. ford is also autistic btw)
loves lists
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sing-you-fools · 8 months
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autistic Bruno meme dump 💚
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autisticheadcanons · 1 month
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Bruno, Dolores, and Antonio Madrigal from Encanto are autistic.
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deusluxuria · 3 months
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bruno: you can always practice trying to unmask with us. you can be as fully autistic as you want.
giorno: i would, but i don't know how to unmask. i got so used to it that, now, whenever i'm around people, all my muscles involuntarily tense up and--
mista: (somewhere in earshot, trying so hard to contain himself) two trucks having sex... my muscles involuntarily flex...
giorno:
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(description: a person holding a drink and spitting it out in response to something funny)
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verypsbfan019 · 4 months
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Bruno Watson ♾❤🚃
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Yes, Bruno finally joined The Engine drivers series!!! 😁 I'm not a big fan of AEG but I did like Bruno's character.
Some headcanons:
He's currently 30 years old.
You can always find him in his caboose.
Bruno always carries his lamp with him, it's a comfort object.
His best friends are Percy and Thomas.
He gets along well with Diesel.
Just as in the canon, he's autistic and often misses social cues or gets overwhelmed by uncertain situations.
He uses earplugs sometimes as a replacement of his noise canceling headphones.
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nyupuun · 6 months
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thebrunoarchives · 11 months
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mapleashes · 8 months
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Bruno enjoying life ❤️
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Encantober 2023 Day 29: Mask
One of the hardest things for Pepa and Bruno since they were younger was unmasking. Their mother drilled in their heads about how important it was to present oneself in a way that was appealing, and unfortunately, most of the village never found either of their behaviors to be appealing at all. They had to train themselves to pretend to be something they were not just so they could be accepted.
After Pepa and Julieta had their children, they did not want to tell them to please others like Alma told them. However, Alma insisted on making sure all of her grandchildren presented well to others like her children. That gave all the children mixed messages, but especially to Dolores, Mirabel, and Antonio. While Alma was telling them to make sure most of the village liked them, their parents encouraged them to be themselves, and the two were complete opposites of each other.
One sunny day in the Encanto, when Mirabel got home from school, she dropped her books on the couch in Casita’s living room and laid on the couch, on the verge of tears. She laid there for a half hour until Bruno walked into the living room to notice his youngest niece about to cry with exhaustion.
“What’s the matter, sobrina?” Bruno asked as he sat on the couch where Mirabel’s feet were.
Mirabel opened her eyes and looked at Bruno while still laying down. “Bruno, I want to ask you something.”
“Sure; what is it?”
“Do you remember when you were my age, and you had to mask yourself for an entire week? Was it exhausting?”
Bruno scooted closer to Mirabel. “I will tell you right now, it was. I remember when your mama, your tia, and I were your age, guiding adolescence was difficult enough as it was. But for Pepa and I, it was a lot more difficult. For a while, we didn’t know what was wrong with us, we tried so hard to fit in because our mama told us to, but we just couldn’t.”
“That sounds like how I’m feeling right now.”
“But you want to know something? Your mami was the one to give us a safe space to unmask. She would take us to the park and we would have an open space to be ourselves and let all of our emotions out.”
Mirabel sat up from the couch and gave her tio a hug. “Were you able to give Dolores a safe place to unmask when she was my age?”
“Si, Pepa wanted her daughter to not worry about her image the way she and I had to, so she would take her to the same park that Julieta took us to so she could let her own feelings out like she and I did.”
Mirabel scooted closer to her tio and gave him another hug. “If you don’t mind me asking, can we go to the park together? And maybe ask Antonio if he wants to go? I think he would appreciate the space too.”
“Sure, Mira; I saw Antonio go up to his room when you all got home. We can go get him and ask him right now.”
Mirabel and Bruno went upstairs to see if Antonio was in his room. They saw him in his bed playing with Parce and Mirabel waved to signal him. Antonio stopped what he was doing to notice Mirabel and Bruno by his door.
“Hola, Mirabel and Bruno, what’s up?”
“We want to know if you want to go to the park with us,” Mirabel replied.
“I would love to! Let’s go!”
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Once Bruno, Mirabel, and Antonio got to the park, they sat underneath a tree that the triplets sat under together, and later Pepa and Dolores together. They sat in a triangle together so they could talk together.
“This is where your tia used to take your mami and me when we were younger, Tonito. Your abuela would often make sure we were being presentable to the rest of the village, and it made us feel stressed. So, Julieta took us here as a space for us to be ourselves without the fear of being judged by the rest of the village.”
“Mami told me a little bit about that. She also said she took Dolores here when she was younger too?”
“Si.”
“So… what do I do here?”
“Anything you want. It’s your space to be yourself and let your feelings out in any way you see fit.”
Mirabel then laid on the grass and screamed at the top of her lungs. She felt like they were far enough from the village that nobody but Dolores could hear her. Antonio laid down on the grass and also screamed at the top of his lungs. Bruno decided to join in with his niece and nephew and laid down on the grass to scream with them. It turned into a screaming match until they felt like they were losing their voices.
“Didn’t that feel so good?” Bruno asked as he sat up.
“It felt amazing. I feel so much better already,” Mirabel replied.
“So do I,” Antonio added.
“That was how we felt when Julieta took us here for the first time. We felt like we finally found a place where we could be ourselves and we were so grateful that Julieta brought us here to give us that space.”
“What were some other things you did together?”
“We also found a big empty space to dance around together. Julieta would join in with us all the time too.”
Bruno, Mirabel, and Antonio stood up and ran from the tree to an empty space in the park where no one was and they held hands together. The uncle, niece, and nephew pulled each other in a circle and laughed together until they got dizzy and fell to the ground laying down, laughing together again.
“That felt so good!” Mirabel said as she sat up.
“Gracias, Bruno, for taking us here,” Antonio added.
“De nada, Mira and Tonito. But we’re going to have to get going. Julieta is probably cooking dinner as we speak and she’s going to wonder where we are,” Bruno said.
Bruno, Mirabel, and Antonio got up from the grass and started walking back home. Like Bruno and Pepa when Julieta brought them there, and Dolores when Pepa brought her there, Mirabel and Antonio were more than grateful that Bruno brought them to the park to help them find a space to be themselves and let their feelings out.
“Can you take us every weekend, Tio Bruno?” Antonio asked.
“Absolutely, Antonio; I’m so happy you and Mirabel had a great time today and I could have some fun with you both.”
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sparklebear11 · 8 days
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God fucking dammit why are all my favourite character autistic?
😭
(coughs in autism)
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omgcheez · 2 years
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the Encanto fandom in January:nooo you can't make headcanons
Now: They really couldn't handle Bruno for his autistic OCD swag fr😞
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Encantober Day 4 - Head Pats
Referenced from this gif
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toothbrushfingers · 1 year
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you should know that i am both autistic and an INFJ. every other INFJ i’ve met has also been autistic or highly suspected that they were.
you should also know that Valka Haddock, Elsa, Tadashi Hamada, and Bruno Madrigal are all also INFJ’s
you do the math
edit: this was meant to be a shitpost for the people taking it seriously. i’m not trying to say all INFJ are autistic or vice versa. sorry for the miscommunication
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5foot-frame · 10 months
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Autistic!Bruno Madrigal!! ✨💚
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Heyo guys!
Since my friend made a post about it, I figured I should make a separate post of it as well that could hopefully grab the attention of more of you out there. Especially since it's now not only become a recurrent issue for myself, but millions others like me; whose voices and pleas for help are often met with silence and no aid when it's needed more than ever.
My friend made this with the hopes it would get the attention of a lot of people. And the few that have so far responded, with boosting my signal, it's truly appreciated.
So, I figured I'd best give my story here.
For those who know me, they know that I've been through this before, not that long ago. For those that don't:
This isn't my first rodeo with my dad. This isn't his first offense, and I doubt it'll be his last. But, even my boyfriend commented that it's really like I'm Cinderella.
Which, would make my family Lady Tremaine and her daughters, Anastasia and Drizella.
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Surprised?
Yeah, not the most fun people to have in your life as family, let alone be analogous to your own.
But, for at least my brother on the matter, he doesn't mean to intentionally be cruel- if anything, he is just trying to survive from becoming the next target. Which, I get entirely. I oftentimes do the same for when a fight breaks out between my bio father and my stepmom.
But, that's besides the point-- the fact that they are even akin to that family dynamic is absolutely atrocious.
I'm often seen as a black sheep in my nuclear family- a dark horse, a scapegoat, pariah, outcast; hell, I'm almost synonymous to fucking Bruno Madrigal from Encanto, with a little bit of even Luisa for that matter with how bad her anxiety is.
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Sure, that sounds pretty awful, but that's like, a surface-level perspective of who I am and what I've been through. And I'm not gonna give you my whole life story here, but, as my grandma would always famously say:
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So, here are the said facts (bullets are Bruno related, indents are Cinderella)-
People used to see me as a gifted child when I was little, y'know? Like, my talents had no bounds. My way of being so empathetic and friendly to even the most awkward stranger was renowned by my extended family. I was awkward with communication, and often was very blunt but honest when talking to people, but I was a happy kid. And it's not like I'm not seen for my talents now, but they're brushed to the side more now as an adult because "you can't be living in a fantasy".
Since my dad and stepmom started living together, I've been made to become the maid of the house, doing most chores because the boys won't do it and my stepmom is incapable of handling all the chores and dishes on her own, so she's dumped most things onto me as a "way of covering for part of your rent". Which, I still have to pay upwards of 660-880 a month for. For one small room and a bathroom. For wifi use. And I still have other bills to pay, like for my car, insurance, credit cards, and stuff like that.
It wasn't until I was starting in my teens that my dad saw me very differently. I would often lie to try and keep the peace, because I feared that telling the truth would only hurt everyone more.
I started failing in math; I never got a grade higher than a C-average after sixth grade, because the teacher that year not only made me look like an idiot, but several times painted me as a villain and treated me like I was evil. Simply for standing up for myself amongst a group of classmates who would often bully me
I have little to no privacy in my own room. The only time I do is when I sleep, and that's even temporary at best. My father will routinely inspect my room and if it's not meeting his standards, he has me clean it or threatens kicking me out onto the street because he won't let me live in this house if I can't "do what I am required to do in order to keep living here" shit I wish I actually wish I had recorded him saying fr
He's taken off my door several times in the past as a punishment for not "adhering to his rules"- not okay as a teenager, even more not okay as a fucking twenty-four year old adult
(literal screenshots from conversations with my dad below)
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My bio dad started seeing me less as an honest and good person, because during my sixth grade years and beyond I'd struggle with being honest with myself, let alone my parents, about my personal and educational issues.
I've had to be the one to call out when things aren't right, and be shut down for it. I've been the one to call out my family's bullshit, only to get side-swept with the realization my perception of how they treat me is cuz they do believe something is inherently wrong with me for retaliating.
I'm often accused of mishearing things- like, my parents will say one thing, and then the next day, or weeks or months later, when I repeat that statement, they go and say "Oh, I never said that."
I've walked out of my parents' lives once. It only lasted two weeks, but I did have to take a step back from it all. Because I could see what it was doing to everyone in my family. And I love my family, despite their shit. But that doesn't mean I'm not gonna walk out again- in fact, I'm working on a way to do so.
I relate more to pets and small children and even teens than I do older people.
I still have anxieties and fears over my talents and what I'm capable of, thinking I'm not good enough or that it's just the same old thing. The difference is I know it's not, and I know I'm worth more than this.
I have always liked the color green, and it was always a more mysterious color more than an evil or menacing color.
I often have had foresight of future events and get deja by when they do happen. Though, other times I just notice things going awry and I try to warn others of like, a possibility that they don't want to accept.
I lost friends and people who I actually enjoyed being around because of how I was growing up, and it was until I became an adult that part of it wasn't even my fault. A lot of the kids noticed my parents and didn't want to be around that kind of behavior with adults, because they could sense what I couldn't at the time, which was that my parents' behavior towards me was absolutely uncalled for, and rather controlling.
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I was only recently properly diagnosed with Autistic Spectrum Disorder and ADHD; but before then, as an adult, I had more difficulty talking. Difficulty expressing how I felt. Trouble with finances. Being in the right headspace. Being able to take a step back and be like "whoa, now hold on- pointing fingers at me is only going to point three right back at you, let's not assume shit here". And it took a lot of support from my support systems and my boyfriend- @constant-state-of-self-discovery - to get a truly more accurate diagnosis. Cuz I've had three different diagnoses over the years, with the third being my most accurate one but I digress
I have echolalia and repeat funny phrases, hum music, etc.
When my brother was born - and I hate to use this comparison, but - almost immediately he became the Golden Child of the family dynamic. I was ten when he was born- and yeah, that's unfair for a baby, toddler, and little kid. But flash forward to when he's a bigger kid, when he's in his pre-teen stage and now a fourteen year old, who's gotten more educational advantages than I was ever offered or even given when asked. Who has had more positive experiences with his parents than I ever did. Who got the chance to actually go to the highschool he wanted to without having to worry about who I was really zoned for. Who is getting to work on his passion and talents. Yeah, that's totally not favoritism there.
I draw. I write. I legitimately can see myself voice acting one day.
I have often proved my family members both right and wrong about things in their lives, but I'm still the bad guy. Interesting how that works.
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See, these are the facts that just have me relating to just Bruno and Cinderella alone, with how my life is. There's plenty of other shit to add on about my stuff, but that's enough dirty laundry to get the ball rolling.
The fact of the matter is this: I cannot live in such a place like this anymore. And if anyone can help, I'd seriously appreciate whatever cash, boosting, reblogging, sharing that can be done.
I'm tired of living a life like this. I want to move forward. I want to start my next chapter, away from abuse.
And I'm really hopeful for the first time ever that something good might come out of this.
(thank you @savythenillerwaffer , @nystiaa , @oswinunknown , and @anne-of-crows for reblogging along with the others who have spread the word.)
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