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He'd have to figure out a way. But really, this was what he excelled at on the battlefield. Surely he could handle a speech to younglings. "I would say, it's not what I learned. It's who I learned it from. Across my entire life. When I was young, I had a friend on Tatooine, his name was Kitster." Anakin paused, thinking of the young boy with shaggy black hair and a confident grin, the endless pranks that he'd either played on Anakin or convinced Anakin to partake in; he took a moment, sending a wish into the Force that Kitster made it off Tatooine as well. "He helped me find joy during a difficult upbringing, showed me that we could find something worthwhile in even the barest of sand dunes. My mother." He paused, the echoes of that night on Tatooine still fresh, and Anakin looked over at some passersby to hide his expression. "She taught me compassion. She taught me to fix things. She encouraged me to be curious, to want more, to find a way even when the Republic's laws weren't there for her." His memories turned, not to the violent bloody final moments in the huts of Tusken Raiders, but tucked in bed, the sun-dragon myth once again playing in his mind. "Heart. She was all heart, and she wanted me to feel that way as well, to believe in my heart. "My Master, Obi-Wan Kenobi." "He's on the Council," one youngling said.

"That's right. He's helping out for now." Anakin left it at that, given that even he didn't fully understand who was rotating in or for how long during the recent chaos. "Duty. Honesty. Hard work. He was a great example of that. See, this is the thing—every single person you encounter in your life, you can learn from them. Even if you only see them from time to time. My friend Representative Binks. You know Representative Binks from Naboo?" Several of the children nodded. "He walks funny," one youngling said. "He taught me loyalty. And to never judge people. You say he walks funny. But to him, that's just how Gungans walk. As a Jedi, you'll encounter many different people — during your training, during your missions. Politicians, locals." A smile formed on his face, something that might have given him away in other circumstances. "Royalty. Some of them you'll see again and again, and other times, your paths will only cross for the briefest of moments. But you can learn from every one of those encounters. Because every being in the galaxy has something to offer. Sometimes—" He sucked in a breath. "—it just takes a little bit of patience to find it."

The room sat quiet, the silence of children waiting for more. One youngling, a Chalhuddan with horns just beginning to sprout, slowly raised their hand. "Master?" "Yes." "That's a lot to remember," they said. "It is," he said, and his laugh was contagious enough to cause the others to join in. "If you can't remember any of that, try this. I had a friend once, his name was Qui-Gon Jinn. You may hear about him from time to time. He was a great, wise man. He cared. And he questioned. He once told me, right before one of the biggest moments of my life, to 'feel, don't think. Trust your instincts.'" Anakin felt the weight of observation behind him, and he turned to see Mace Windu taking a quick peek before moving forward, a familiar scowl on his face. "Sometimes, things like that, you might already know it. But it helps to have someone you trust give you permission. Understand?" A collective "mmm-hmmm" came across the younglings, and relief washed over Anakin. His original speech would have gone on three or four times longer than his impromptu list of people who'd shifted his life's direction. And yet this seemed like enough. Still, he had time to fill. "All right," he said, arms out, "let's try questions again — one question at a time." All the younglings raised their hands. "Please?"

HONEYBEE | ANIDALA

anidala is larger than life, soulmates, star crossed lovers.

the tragedy does not work if they did not love and trust and respect each other.

anakin only turned to the dark side (and, for that matter, committed the tusken massacre) under extreme circumstances and a lifetime of neglect, grooming and institutional decay. it was not inevitable.

happy star wars day! redraw of one of my old sw comics bc i am STILL obsessed with the idea of the twins meeting padmé's family

TCW Anakin is not Anakin Skywalker

TCW Anidala is not Anidala.

And honestly, the 2003 Clone Wars micro-series understood Anakin and Padmé better in just a few scenes than TCW did across entire arcs.

I do not understand why so many people write female characters in leadership roles as if they cannot be deeply, utterly in love without becoming weaker for it. As if love makes them less competent. Less political. Less important. Less themselves.

Padmé Amidala loved Anakin Skywalker with her whole soul. That love is a major part of her character. Not her entire character, no. But a major part of it. And being in love does not make her role in the war, her ideals, her courage, her political impact, or everything she fought to protect any less significant.

The Queen trilogy understands this beautifully. Padmé is a queen, a senator, a strategist, a symbol, a friend, a leader, and a girl carrying impossible responsibility far too young. She is impactful because of her choices, her convictions, her intelligence, and her compassion. Loving someone does not erase any of that. It humanizes her.

With Anakin, Padmé did not need to be Senator Amidala. She did not need to be Queen Amidala. She could simply be Padmé. And with Padmé, Anakin did not need to be the Hero With No Fear, the Jedi General, or the Chosen One. They were each other’s safe place. The one space where neither of them had to perform strength, duty, perfection, or control.

That is why they loved each other so deeply.

Their story was always meant to be a tragedy, but not because their love was doomed from the start. The end of Anakin and Padmé’s relationship in ROTS happens because the dark side corrupts Anakin, because Palpatine destroys him from the inside, and because fear, grief, and manipulation twist love into something monstrous. It was not always meant to become that.

TCW often made it look like Padmé was not that invested, even distant, while Anakin was the only one desperately attached. It framed him too often as possessive, aggressive, and controlling, while making their breakup feel inevitable from the beginning of the war. And I don’t even need to get into how awful the Clovis arc was.

But that is not the heart of Anidala.

Padmé loved Anakin. Anakin loved Padmé. Their love was tender, flawed, secret, reckless, and doomed by the machinery around them — not because Padmé was too strong to love, and not because love made her weak.

A female lead does not stop being powerful because she loves someone.

TCW Anakin is not Anakin Skywalker

TCW Anidala is not Anidala.

And honestly, the 2003 Clone Wars micro-series understood Anakin and Padmé better in just a few scenes than TCW did across entire arcs.

I do not understand why so many people write female characters in leadership roles as if they cannot be deeply, utterly in love without becoming weaker for it. As if love makes them less competent. Less political. Less important. Less themselves.

Padmé Amidala loved Anakin Skywalker with her whole soul. That love is a major part of her character. Not her entire character, no. But a major part of it. And being in love does not make her role in the war, her ideals, her courage, her political impact, or everything she fought to protect any less significant.

The Queen trilogy understands this beautifully. Padmé is a queen, a senator, a strategist, a symbol, a friend, a leader, and a girl carrying impossible responsibility far too young. She is impactful because of her choices, her convictions, her intelligence, and her compassion. Loving someone does not erase any of that. It humanizes her.

With Anakin, Padmé did not need to be Senator Amidala. She did not need to be Queen Amidala. She could simply be Padmé. And with Padmé, Anakin did not need to be the Hero With No Fear, the Jedi General, or the Chosen One. They were each other’s safe place. The one space where neither of them had to perform strength, duty, perfection, or control.

That is why they loved each other so deeply.

Their story was always meant to be a tragedy, but not because their love was doomed from the start. The end of Anakin and Padmé’s relationship in ROTS happens because the dark side corrupts Anakin, because Palpatine destroys him from the inside, and because fear, grief, and manipulation twist love into something monstrous. It was not always meant to become that.

TCW often made it look like Padmé was not that invested, even distant, while Anakin was the only one desperately attached. It framed him too often as possessive, aggressive, and controlling, while making their breakup feel inevitable from the beginning of the war. And I don’t even need to get into how awful the Clovis arc was.

But that is not the heart of Anidala.

Padmé loved Anakin. Anakin loved Padmé. Their love was tender, flawed, secret, reckless, and doomed by the machinery around them — not because Padmé was too strong to love, and not because love made her weak.

A female lead does not stop being powerful because she loves someone.

do not continue if you don’t want to be spoiled!