Star Wars: Threepio. Probably gay space butler with occasionally crippling anxiety? Seven year old, 1977 me says he feels utterly seen and heard, and good lord has that only gotten truer with time.
Color: If they ever get around to inventing a darker color than black, let me know. In the meantime...
Favorite smell: Vanilla is quite literally the only scent my brain says ought to exist.
Poké: ...I'm Gen X. Like we know from Pokémon.