Hello! Today I wanted to make a character profile on myself. Lately I’ve felt like I’ve been detached and separated from myself. Almost as if I just go along with everything and don’t even think about what I actually want or don’t want. So today I’m spending time working on myself and getting to know me again. I want to be independent and self-motivated. I want to be familiar with myself again and treat myself like a friend. Someone I respect. Because lately that’s been hard. I lose myself in the things I do and the people around me, and I need to stop doing that. So here it is: here I am.
Shortie
Type: Protagonist (most of the time)
Role: Main character
Appears in: My life
Gift: Empathy
Spirit animal: Sea turtle (Imma be honest here, I just took a random quiz)
Spirit character: Levy McGarden
Sexuality: Straight asexual
Religion?: Nondenominational Christian
Parents: Mama & Papa
Sibling/s: Weasel
Eye color: Brown
Hair color: Naturally red-brown, but I dye it a lot
Love interest: Drummer Boy
Child/ren (current): Lroy, Squeaker, Lucas, Sunny, Mango, Pogo (and some fish)
Friends: Drummer Boy (best friend/boyfriend), Peep (best friend)
Hello! I am Shortie. I’m not so good at seeing myself without the distortion of my familiar flaws, but I’ll try.
I am an artist, a pet-parent, a writer, a reader, and a mildly spicy cinnamon roll. (I look sweet, but I can have a bit of an attitude. But once you get around that, I am usually pretty ok.) I have depression, which is frequently spiced up with a bit of anxiety and all-too familiar panic attacks. Plus (what feels like crippling) OCD and etc etc.
My theme song would be:
Likes:
I like spending time with my friends and family when I have the energy, and of course, Drummer Boy. I also love helping them when they’re having a bad day or cheering them up when they’re sad. I love animals and art, and I adore books. (Some of my favorites are listed in a previous post if you are looking for recommendations :). I love food, and baking. I’m not very good at it, but I love decorating cakes. I even got to bake and decorate an entire wedding cake once; now THAT was fun. I love to swim and used to swim competitively. I miss that. I like dancing, even though I’m terrible at it, and I’ve always had a soft spot for rollerskating. I like making beaded jewelry and I’ve taken several fun metalworking classes. I make a lot of my own jewelry now. I also enjoy sewing, even though I suck at it. I love reading and writing, and I hope to publish a book someday. I don’t mind traveling with my family, although I’m definately more of a homebody. One of my favorite trips was to Creede, Colorado a few years ago. I did NOT want to go, but the trip ended up changing my life. I love photography and being outdoors, even though I’m allergic to basically everything. Movies/tv shows; mostly I like really sarcastic but serious films. I also like dance movies and historicals. I love taking quiet walks alone; sometimes in the woods, but mostly through our country neighborhood. I love music and singing, even though I’m bad at it, and I like the idea of concerts even though I’ve never exactly been to a real one. Old photographs. Man, I love old photos. Especially negatives. I like reading for sport, and I have entered many competitions in my library. Once, I read for 40 hours in the span of about two weeks to qualify for a game.
Dislikes:
Seeing my friends/family in pain, especially if I can’t help. BABIES. CHILDREN. UGH. Ants. Gosh, I hate ants. I’m not a big fan of ducks, either. (I don’t really mind them, but… I’m a Herondale in spirit, sooo…) I don’t like swans or monkeys. Haunted houses aren’t my favorite. Escape rooms traumatize me. I hate pickles, unless they’re in very small amounts in deviled eggs. I don’t like cinnamon. I love cats, but hate their shedding. I am not a fan of wasps, house centipedes are my worst nightmare, and doves hate me. I hate meatloaf, and am really not a fan of meat in general (unless it’s chicken nuggets.) I don’t enjoy Christmas. I am very uncomfortable with crowds, especially if I’m the center of attention. I do not like the band Queen. I hate seeing blood. Uncomfortable clothing is my mortal enemy. Mothballs. Just, mothballs. I despise Advil gel-caps. People who don’t at least try to take care of their paint brushes. Mosquitos. Static-y sheets/blankets. Dolls creep me out. Germs. Diet freaks who only eat salad (you aren’t rabbits; please eat something containing sustenance!!) Movie critics who go too far piss me off. Book reviewers who give bad marks because “It’s just not my genre” (THEN WHY ARE YOU READING IT??) Bullies. People who play victim for attention. People who dismiss others’ mental health. Greasy lotion makes me irrationally angry. Retainers. Laundry. I HATE doing laundry. Morning people are irritating. I am not fond of kids; I “dislike” being around them, and they don’t like me either. T-shirts with small or uncomfortable sleeves ruin my entire day. Anybody who makes fun of my pets is dead to me; only I can do that. People who simply want the cheapest solution instead of the one that is actually good, like buying pets from big chain stores instead of breeders. Also people who don’t take care of their pets. Ads interrupting my jam session. (Hint hint: interrupting my music isn’t going to make me want to buy from you, it’s just going to put your name in my black book.) I actually don’t mind cliffhanger books that much, but I despite it when a series ends without answering my lingering questions. That’s just mean. I hate thin acrylic paint. And lastly, when my friends get hurt. Especially if I’m the one who hurts them.
Favorites:
Favorite actor/s: Jamie Campbell Bower, Godfrey Gao, Michael Sheen, Will Smith, or Cary Elwes
Favorite actress/es: Lilly Collins, Drew Barrymore, Julie Andrews
Favorite celebrity: Mmm… probably Johnny Depp. 🙂
Favorite musician: Drummer Boy
Favorite band/s: Relient K, Waterparks, half•alive, or Floorboard Cheese
Favorite color: Black (I’m not emo, I just like it)
Favorite vacation: It’s a tie between Creede, Colorado and the beach with Drummer Boy
Favorite memory: I’ll give you a hint. It involves a Sunday night, a boy… and a bat. 😉
Favorite theme song: Ooo… Men in Black 😀
Favorite drink/s: Fishy Green Ale (Harry Potter world) or rootbeer
Favorite food/s: Either chicken nuggets or my mom’s “crunchy” chicken
Favorite dessert/s: My memaw’s cake, my aunt’s chocolate icecream, and good ole fruit. (Not all in one; that would be terrible.)
Favorite Greek myth: Hades and Persephone
Favorite weather: Rainy
Favorite place: Creede, Colorado
Favorite school subject: English
Favorite movie: Edward Scissorhands
Favorite tv show/s: It’s a tie between Firefly and Merlin. Sherlock is also very good, but definitely dark.
Favorite animal/s: Either tarsiers or mouse lemurs.
Favorite dinosaur: Brachiosaurus
Favorite pet: Whaaat? I don’t have a favorite…
Favorite serious quote:
“I can offer you my life, but it is a short one; I can offer you my heart, though I have no idea how many more beats it will sustain.”
-Jem Carstairs (Clockwark Prince, by Cassandra Clare)
Favorite funny quote:
“You know what the chain of command is? It’s the chain I go get an’ beat you with ’till you understand who’s in ruttin’ command ’round here!”
-Jayne (Firefly)
Favorite funny video:
Favorite song to vibe to:
Favorite song to jam to:
Favorite song to head-bang to:
Favorite aesthetics: (Is this an excuse to insert random vibey pictures that make me happy? Absolutely. Deal with it.)
Cottagecore:
Dark academia (light academia is okay):
Arthoe:
Vintage/retro:
Soft grunge/soft punk:
Other Random Details That Will Never Matter To You But I’m going To Write In Anyway:
• When I’m upset, I tend to listen to Hard Sometimes, by Ruel. Actually a lot of his music is really good for when I’m upset. Also You Completely Destroy Me, by HKFiftyOne. If it’s really bad, I listen to the Mary Poppins soundtrack (The one with Julie Andrews) or Waves, by Gatton, if I have to cry it out. I like to turn them up really loud on headphones, put my phone on silent, and dance off whatever is going on.
• My OCD requires that I shower every day (Yes, I know that is bad for your skin and hair. I know.) but my depression fights me on it, so sometimes I just end up sitting beside the bathtub, either working on my computer or staring at nothing.
• I have a book that I’m slowly filling with stickers I collect through life. So far (among the miscellaneous) there’s one from a Relient K CD case, one from Taco Bell, a tiny one I found on an orange, and a sticky order receipt from Chick-fil-A.
• I spent the majority of my birthday money to buy a $35 professional watercolor field set. That’s a lot of money and very nice paint. But I like the $10 watercolor flip kit I got from Walmart better.
• I have a large collection of gel pens designed for artists… but I mainly use them to doodle on myself or play dress up with my dino tattoo.
• I’m losing eyelashes rapidly, likely due to stress.
• I actually have reddish-brown hair naturally, but I haven’t seen it in years due to my passion for dying it weird colors. (Right now it’s half blue and half green.)
• I have never filled a sketchbook completely.
• I have written many, many stories that I intended to one day publish. I now look back and regret some of my life choices, because my imagination has died so much in my attempts to live for the pleasure of other people. While those stories are absolutely ridiculous, they were also amazing. Because they were purely, whole-heartedly me.
• My first prom was in my backyard.
• I think the most money I’ve ever had at once was maybe $150, because I saved up for over a year to go to the mall with my friend.
• I usually put any spare change or random dollars I find into a jar, which I save to fund whatever God calls me to do next.
• Posters don’t stick to my walls, no matter what I do.
• I’ve never had a brainfreeze.
• I get sunburns easier than a squirrel can lose its peanuts.
• I’ve painted my room. Three walls are grey; one of which has a few trees and my old bird, another which has a Hawaii strip and an Among Us design, and another which has a phoenix and a sugar glider and the magic carpet from Aladdin. The fourth wall connects to the ceiling, which are both painted like the night sky. There’s a sea turtle swimming in the stars, and a large comet to symbolize the first time God called me to speak. I also have a jib door, which is painted with scenes from a few of my favorite books/movies. The top is from The Host (by Stephenie Meyer), the second is from The Phantom of the Opera (by Gaston Leroux), the third is from Divergent (by Veronica Roth), the fourth is from The Hunger Games (by Suzanne Collins), and the fifth is from Star Wars.
• My “bed” is technically just two mattresses flopped on the floor. No frame or nuthin’.
• I only want an ID so I can legally adopt my own pets and get tattoos without my parents having to sign a bunch of forms.
• I would like to be a tattoo artist, if I can make allies in the industry.
• I actually like Dr. Pepper better than Coke. (The soda. Don’t do drugs, kids)
• While I don’t have a problem with people who drink or smoke or do drugs, I refuse to participate and I have no plans to ever change that.
• I. do. not. like. children.
• While black symbolizes pain for most people, black means growth to me. Whenever I decide to paint something new on a used canvas, I cover it with black paint. It means new beginnings and second chances to me. Plus, I tend to grow most from my dark experiences.
• It’s on my bucket list to watch the whole Twilight series without pausing to yell at Edward. I’ve made several attempts and failed all of them.
• I’m allergic to pineapples and bunnies.
• I love music, but sometimes listening to it makes me irrationally claustrophobic and uncomfortable.
• Sometimes I feel shallow, with no personality at all. Other times I feel like I’m way too deep and I drown anyone who gets close.
• I dot my “i”s, even when they’re uppercase. My uppercase i looks too much like a lowercase L in my handwriting.
• I am most confident in my appearance when I first wake up. And despite being very self conscious about my body, I will probably never get plastic surgery. That’s how much I distrust doctors.
• My dad used to draw butterflies on my bandaids when I got hurt, so I was slightly more reckless… on purpose.
Well folks, I’m going to call it quits. I’m not all that interesting, so there’s no reason to drag it out and bore you to death. Thanks for reading, and I hope you have a great rest of your day!
♡, Shortie
