#autistic Luigi

[angelxd-3303]

Could you redraw this but with the Bros? Please it would be so damn funny- 😭

It actually started with the Amazon box meme, then I remembered this ask and emerged from my trance to see this.

[bluedancer9000]

When the Bros were kids:

Mario mom: are you going to take care of your brother?

Mario: YEAH😃

Mario mom: what’s wrong with him, do you remember what it’s called?

Mario: a-too-sic 🤔

Mario mom: autistic?

Mario: yeah!

Mario mom: what if someone picks on your brother, what’ll you do?

Mario: *silently hugs Luigi*

Luigi:

Mario: kill them

[www-librarytearoom-com]

the mario being an old man with tech one shot would be AMAZING please do write it at some point ahah

(i’m dittyel on ao3 btw lol)

I rushed to do this, and it was so funny to write! I hope I did a good job!

[scribhneoirtuirseach]

I'll Let the Seasons Change My Mind (3/10)

featuring: Mario, Luigi, Bowser, Kamek & Koopas

wordcount: 1125

"Lu! Mail for you down here!"

Stretching out nice and big, Luigi releases a content sigh as he stirs from his sleep. The sun is out but not too bright, providing a nice warmth to the spot he'd been previously curled up in. Perfect, really, for him to just curl back up and sleep again…

"Luigi Mario, don't make me come up there!" Mario calls up again in Italian this time— Must be grumpy from the late night out, Luigi can't say that he blames him all that much. The Toadstools really know how to party!

Soon changing into fresh clothes and making his way downstairs, Luigi runs a hand through his hair as he retrieves the envelope from the table. Not a bill, he notes groggily.

He takes a seat, thumb sliding under the fold to carefully pry it open before taking out the letter within.

"Mr. Luigi Mario is hereby invited to Bowser Castle, which should currently be floating some distance above Mushroom Kingdom, accessible by pipe for ease of travel.

P.S., No need to be anxious: You're the only guest."

"No time…" Luigi mutters softly to himself, brows knit together as he turns over the sheet.

Mario lets out an inquisitive him, setting Luigi's breakfast in front of him. "For what?"

"I'm invited to Bowser's— It doesn't say when to go." He informs, handing the letter over to free up his hands and begin eating.

"Just go when you're done breakfast, eh?"

"I might seem too eager."

"Are you eager?"

Pausing, Luigi squints and playfully jabs his fork in his brother's direction. "Not-a the point."

Hands raising in defence, Mario chuckles as he leans back against the counter. "I think you should go soon as you can, spend the day with him… We don't have anything happening, anyway. Perfect timing!"

Humming, Luigi vaguely wonders whether Mario has any involvement in… whatever this is about, but ultimately decides to shrug it off and focus on eating.

Barely half an hour passes before he leaves home and finds the correct pipe, eyes widening in curiosity at the site of the castle he plops in front of, much different to the last time he'd… 'visited'. The stone exterior is lighter now, must have been cleaned, and the facade of Bowser's face is— inexplicably less intimidating. Though, that might just be his own changed perception of things. 

The land around is no longer completely barren; Still dark, yes, but the grass is beginning to grow and leaves are starting to sprout on the trees. Could do with some flowers…

Flapping his hands for a moment to let go of his anxious energy, Luigi blows out a breath before walking to the gigantic front doors and reaching up in an attempt to tug on the knocker— Not a hope in hell, unfortunately, due to his height.

Luckily, there are Koopas inside who somehow know he's there and work to open the doors from the inside. Unluckily, Luigi loses his balance in his attempt to reach and falls forward into the castle after failing to fix his footing. Lucky a second time, Kamek's magic prevents him from going face first into the floor.

"Mamma mia!" The plumber chuckles nervously as he's set right again, cheeks glowing an embarrassed red by the time his feet touch the ground again. Trust him to mess up just entering a place!

Familiar thundering footsteps are heard approaching the entrance hall, and Luigi watches curiously as the Koopas quickly bow their heads when Bowser comes into their vision.

"Luigi! You're just in time, come along!" He seems thrilled, if not a little nervous, and Luigi can't help a smile, waiting a moment for Kamek to finish dusting him off before jogging to join the King's side.

"What is happening, did you need me for something?" He questions, curious.

"Oh, no, no," A large clawed hand comes up to brush Bowser's fur back as he begins to lead their way through the halls— It looks soft, the way it bounces slightly with each step. Luigi wonders in the back of his mind if it'd be considered offensive to pet it… Hell, if their strange considering-things situation it offensive. Are interspecies relationships accepted and common here? "I wanted to show you something." Thank goodness he can still hear when his mind insists on wandering.

Even so, it's better to will himself to focus than hope he catches context. Whatever this is, it's clearly important to Bowser… He finds himself not wanting to miss out. "Oh ye?"

Nodding, the King stops their tracks in front of another set of doors, hands reaching towards Luigi. When he doesn't move away or show any sign of discomfort, Bowser uses them to carefully cover his eyes for whatever surprise is ahead— By the sound of things, he's using his tail to push the door open as he continues to guide the human ahead. Endearing, the plumber feels.

"Okay, keep your eyes closed…"

Luigi does as he's told, doing his best not to pay mind to how cold his face suddenly feels when Bowser's hands leave it.

"Aaand… open!"

Ever obedient to the wishes of others, he opens his eyes, and they immediately widen with amazement at the room he finds himself in. No overwhelming overhead sources of light, no colours too intense, comfortable furniture, books a-plenty, and… a bouquet of peonies in Bowser's grasp.

After so long living in his brother's shadow, Luigi has been seen. "How…?"

"I had Kamek do some research— And some magic…" The King admits sheepishly as he steps closer, tail swaying proud behind him while he looks over his fine work. "Do you like it? I thought you might prefer spending time somewhere tailored for you, rather than those big, loud parties."

Glancing over to Luigi, his eyes widen to find those beautiful blues beginning to tear up. "And, and it's alright if you don't like it, I can change it! Anything you want—" He's cut off by the plumber jumping up and clinging onto him in his best attempt at a hug considering their size difference.

"It is perfect, Bowser," Luigi manages to whisper, relaxing at the feeling of large arms coming around him to support him. "A perfect space to share with you."

Steadying his own breathing as to not start crying himself, Bowser lets out a relieved huff through his snout as he closes his own eyes. He had been prepared for Luigi to outright refuse, or accept on the condition of being alone… But he wants Bowser's company, if their last few anything interactions are anything to go by— Something that will take time to truly believe, but hearing it truly is enough to melt a previously hardened heart.

[fanaticalfanfantasy]

Autistic Luigi supremacy

Anyone else noticed that his arms do the T Rex thingy??

I even tried to see if any other character did it as much as Luigi.

Nope.

[ur-fav-is-autistic]

Luigi plz

Luigi from Super Mario Bros is Autistic!

[pianokantzart]

Do you have a braincell scale for Luigi?

No, but I have this:

[rinblid]

I did draw the bros last month tho

Hyperfixated (don't come for me I've got ADHD) on SMB for a few weeks during summer, was halfway through redesigning Bowser when it ended and that's the only drawing I managed to finish in time so it's all I've got to offer sorry sjnsnzjs

ALSO they have Hypochondroplasia !

[jellyfishinc]

I like to think them saying each others names is a vocal stim for them.

And has been so since they were babies.

And now it's their, "Okay? Okay." thing.

Mario & Luigi Stim Headcanons

I headcanon Mario with ADHD and Luigi with Autism, so I like to think the brothers have their own unique stims!!

@oh-my-gosh-its-j0sh

@087vii

- Mario tends to chew on things alot. Pens, pencils, his nails, bottle caps, but more specifically his clothes. He's a tough chewer, so he tends to unintentionally destroy near everything he chews on, especially his clothing. He's tore shirt collars and sleeves all his life due to it. Because of this, Luigi has picked up sewing, and frequently patches up Mario's torn clothes.

- Luigi is the opposite, he hates chewing on things but likes the feeling of chewlry in his mouth. Sometimes he'll sit around the house with chewlry casually sitting in his cheek, and he loves it because of how grounding it is.

- Mario loves holding things in his hands. He usually holds his overall straps in his hands, but sometimes he holds or hugs Luigi. Whether it's holding his brothers shoulder, hand, or simply hugging him, he loves the feeling of having something in his hands.

- Luigi fidgets with his fingers, and sometimes Mario's fingers too. He'll twiddle his thumbs, tap his fingers, or just play with them in general. It originally started as a nervous habit that he just can't stop now.

- Both Mario and Luigi have echolalia! As kids they annoyed the hell out of their parents from all the phrases they'd pick up and wouldn't stop using. As adults, they only repeat words, sounds, and phrases around eachother.

- Luigi rubs his hands on his jeans, like during the family dinner scene. He loves the texture on the palms of his hands. It's not too rough.

- Mario tends to tap his feet a lot. When he's standing up, he taps them on the ground. When he's sitting down, he knocks and rubs them together or taps them on the floor. Sometimes he bumps his heels against whatever he's sitting on.

- Luigi jumps in place when he's happy!!! He does little happy bounces anytime he's happy or excited, like how he did in the movie when he was talking about their mom calling and complimenting their commercial.

i could make a part 2 with more headcanons if people would like!!

[your-fav-is-autistic]

Luigi from Mario

Luigi from the Mario franchise is autistic.

[madmanii]

the GASP I gasped me nd my sib when we saw it's actually happening!!!! MARIO BROS GAME IS COMING OUT OMGGGG D"X I hope I get to play it ❤️🖤❤️🖤 :'D I saw the movie too not too long ago and honestly ugly cried cuz it finally showed their brotherly bond and that's all I ever wanted D"x & Not to mention the game title???? AAAAAAA 😭🖤❤️🖤❤️🖤 and there's Mario party toooooo, I'm too excited

Oh nd just dumping all my mostly human-sized art of em right here, ye... c':

Kofi🖤❤️

[subspacetrioappreciationcorner]

[theartisticcrow]

By the way... I am fifteen. I don't think I've told anyone that on here (for obvious reasons, internet safety and all) but I am only fifteen and just for funsies I'm writing a short essay about the inherent fascism in american politics (as well as the uhc shooter because I haven't been this optimistic in a while)... y'know, for fun. Not for any particular class. Just because I'm somehow a smarter and better person than the people running entire countries.

I think I'm beginning to understand why adults call me "mature for my age". It's because I'm an empathetic and clever person with autism who looks at the world around me and says, "Shit's fucked."

[everyonesonthespectrum]

Today’s Autistic character of the day is:

Luigi Mario from The Super Mario Bros. Movie

Requested by @mesaydumbshitwithfunnyvoice

[scribhneoirtuirseach]

I'll Let the Seasons Change My Mind (2/10)

featuring: Bowser, Luigi

wordcount: 1272

The sound is unlike any Bowser has heard before. Sobs, interrupted by frequent overwhelmed hiccups incoherent shaky whispering. A far cry from the laughter and joy of the New Years celebration he's just stepped out of.

The Koopa king sighs heavily, stopping in his tracks as he listens. He was once something so mighty and powerful, everyone feared him— Though it wasn't the healthiest situation to be in, he at least had the façade of confidence, he knew how to be bad and how to do it well.

He's still learning to be good, head angling carefully to figure out the source of the distress. That's when he sees it; A familiar silhouette hugging its knees by the lake. Luigi.

Glancing over his shoulder, Bowser's tail flicks with uncertainty as he considers fetching Mario, pulling the same cowardly move he had at Christmas, but when he sees him wrapped up in Peach's arms, well… He knows better than to interrupt. So, this will be a solo battle— Ehh, helpful conversation to someone he totally doesn't look out for.

Making his way over, he takes note of how Luigi seems to tremble more, gloved hands covering his ears.

"Greenie?" He questions as he leans down, brows furrowed at the scent he's met with. He's more used to smelling pure fear, but this… This is just plain anxiety, Luigi's positively riddled with it.

"I'm sorry," Luigi gasps through tears, voice wrecked. "Too much noise, I can't— I can't…"

Bowser can't say that he truly understands what's at play here, but that doesn't mean he won't attempt to help in what little ways he can. He settles down beside the human, careful not to land too loudly on his behind, before nudging those tiny hands away to be replaced with his own much larger ones.

Luigi's brows knit together tight at the new sensation, stilling as he processes and adjusts to it, before finally his shoulders lose their tension and his crying is reduced to sniffling.

All of that music and chatter is now completely sealed out, replaced by his own thundering heartbeat and…

"You sound like— a crackling fireplace."

Bowser gives a soft chuckle, amused, that only has Luigi melting further into his touch.

"I am a dragon, Greenie."

"I know that!" Luigi retorts, taking his gloves off to wipe his eyes now that his hands are freed up. "I'm not that stupid…"

"I didn't say you were." Comes a hum in response.

Luigi peeks his eyes open now that he's able to without them stinging too badly, surprised to find Bowser patiently staring right back at him, attentive ears angled down in his direction. Listening, waiting.

"… You came."

"So did you." Bowser purrs, leaning down to have Luigi right at the end of his snout. "You don't seem to enjoy these things, it surprises me to see you."

He's not wrong. Anything that's classified an 'event' out of select sports, Luigi could happily do without. "Where else would you see me?" He muses as he rubs his hands off on his overalls, simultaneously drying them and sensory seeking to keep himself grounded.

Bowser isn't sure that he has an appropriate answer to that question, especially when he notices twitching fingers, equally uncertain hands in front of his snout. He could easily bite them off. Hell, even with how they already are, he could crush Luigi's head like a grape— But he doesn't, instead mindfully nudging forward into shaking palms.

"I don't know," He begins, thoughtful. "But wherever it could be, I'm sure we'd both prefer it if you didn't have a mental breakdown."

Luigi manages a smile at that, eye contact breaking momentarily to observe the scales under his hands. Funny, he thought they'd be rough and hard, but they actually have some give to them, fair smooth…

"How have you been?" Bowser tries, gaze glued to the man as he self soothes.

Shoulders pull up into a shrug at that, head tilting to one side and large hands following suit. "Tired, mostly. These months mean a lot of socialising, and I'm… not made for that."

"Why come to these things if they hurt you?" And God, isn't that the million coin question? Social obligation for people who couldn't care less, Mario wanting him to become more comfortable— But some things, you just can't adjust to, he's learning that.

"Do you like them?"

Confusion doesn't take long to cross Bowser's face. Why is he being asked how he feels? He's not the one who'd been sobbing his eyes out a minute ago!

"I tolerate them. I'll admit, they're easier to deal with when you're around." When met with his expression mirrored back to him, he chuckles, snout scrunching just a touch. "It's easier to worry about someone else than yourself— I think you understand that feeling."

Luigi hums his confirmation, content to stare up to the Koopa king. Who knew this would be the person to treat him so gently, to supposedly take an interest in him?

"We aren't so different, really…"

Bowser doesn't seem so sure about that, gaze dropping as his hands lift from the human's ears, only for Luigi to quickly hold them in place. Well, in truth, his strength doesn't compare to Bowser's, but the gesture carries enough weight on it's own.

"You shouldn't compare yourself to me," He begins carefully, previously wagging tail now reduced to a slow sway. "I'm a monster, Greenie—"

"Luigi."

Pausing, he nods. "You aren't a monster, Luigi."

"I know that… But I'm different, and for some humans, that's as good as being a monster."

Brows shooting up in surprise, Bowser tilts his head. "Is that true?"

"Humans aren't all as nice as Mario or Peach." Luigi confirms with a nod, freeing his grip on one of the king's hands in favour of nuzzling against the other.

"Who has spoken so badly of you that you think this way…?" It's puzzling, heartbreaking. Luigi is inoffensive, as a person. He keeps to his own, offers help where he can, never says a bad word against anyone— He's having a heart-to-heart with Bowser, for God's sake, it wasn't so long ago that he was… in a cage… in his castle. Okay, he's having regrets.

"It doesn't have to be said for me to know." Luigi admits, moustache twitching. He looks like he might cry again. "But that's not for everything, sometimes I don't know the obvious, I do have to be told…"

Frowning, Bowser runs a large thumb along the human's cheek. "I think you must be tired and it's getting to you… Would you like me to carry you home?"

"I can walk, I don't want to bother—"

"That's wasn't my question."

Bowser does end up carrying him home, the human slumped over his shoulder and still tracing along fascinating scales.

He learns that if Luigi hadn't become a plumber with his brother, he would have gone with being a florist— And that dream hasn't entirely died, it's now a sort of Plan B for is he can afford to give up plumbing.

He learns that every flower has a few meanings related to it, and that this can branch off even more specifically into the different colours they can be. Peonies, Luigi's favourite, promise good fortune. And, he admits bashfully, a long and happy marriage in some contexts.

He learns that they're both hopeless romantics, and as he picks up a falling-asleep Luigi to reach up and place comfortably in his bed through that slanted window, he learns that the human's a snorer, and that there's always further to fall when you're in love.

[shmorp-mcdurgen]

I don't know how to elaborate.