Roxanne Shante

One day at a time (chapter 2) Lin-Manuel x Reader

Read part 1 here

Summary: This is Inspired by Lin’s adorable tweet about him messing around on tinder. Lin gets chatting to you via Tinder while logged onto his friend’s account and fluff ensues. After messaging him for a couple of days he decides it’s time to meet.

Warnings: Nothing but fluff with some hints of angst. Oh and I swear more than I realize.

Word count: 4151

Tags: I think this is everyone who wanted a tag, I’m so sorry if I forgot anyone @ruth-hamilton-delrio@iputmyselfintothenarrative@hamiltonwrotetheother51@invisiblerambler@mofoing-democraftic-republican@thedoctorsnerdgirl@21phantasticromances

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It was 1.30am when you got to the 24 hour diner after Lin had texted you directions. You stopped just outside the door. Inside you could see the back of what might be Lin’s head and you hesitated. What were you doing here? Catching a cab in the early hours of Christmas eve morning to meet a stranger you’d sent messages to for 2 days? This wasn’t like you. You weren’t impulsive and brave. You were cautious and shy. You were the kind of person in bed by 10pm (when you weren’t plagued with insomnia), you were the kind of person who flossed daily, and flaked out on plans to stay home and write. And you were also the kind of person to be in a long term relationship with the love of your life only to be dumped at a moment’s notice for someone else. Ok so maybe this wasn’t your usual behavior, but maybe it should be.

The instant warmth of the diner brought a flush to your cheeks as you headed inside, and approached Lin, who was nervously scrolling through his phone.

“Hi!” you said, far too brightly, trying to appear confident, as though this was the kind of thing you did all the time. Lin instantly turned his head, a warm smile spreading across his face.

“Hey you came!”

He stood up to meet you, absentmindedly flattening down his hair, grinning.

You almost reached out to shake his hand before realizing how utterly formal and ridiculous that would be. You were suddenly very aware of your posture, your arms, the way you were standing, and you weirdly felt clunky and awkward and self conscious. Luckily Lin didn’t seem struck with the same sense of awkwardness as you, and he leaned in to hug you, kissing you quickly on the cheek.  His soft navy blue jumper smelled faintly of christmas cookies.

You sat down in the booth opposite him and removed your scarf and gloves, as you frantically wished your nerves away. He smiled, looking down at his cup, and biting his lip, then bringing his eyes back up to meet yours. The way he looked at you… You felt a shiver run down your spine. Could you just skip the getting to know you conversations and move straight to biting his lip for him?

“Hey so I’ve got something for you!” Lin said brightly, placing a brown paper bag in front of you, grinning.

You hesitantly peered inside and then laughed.

“You actually brought me empanadas?”

“Of course! I didn’t want to lure you out after midnight with the promise of empanadas and then not actually provide empanadas. I’m not a monster!” He took a sip of his coffee and peered at your over the cup.

You smiled.

“Well thank you, you are so sweet! I mean, this is sweet… ” you said, cringing at the words as they tumbled out of your mouth.

“Ok, I’m sorry” you said laughing. “I’ve gonna be straight up and just admit I am the worst at flirting. I don’t usually do this” you said while gesturing at him.

Lin laughed. “Ok well this” he said, mirroring your gesture, “is just coffee. It’s just coffee, in the early hours of a morning with a total stranger who hasn’t been able to stop thinking about you. But seriously, it’s just coffee, it doesn’t have to mean anything bad.”

As if by magic, the lone waitress appeared at your table, placing a cup of coffee in front of you, and re-filling Lin’s empty cup without a word. There was a silent understanding that anyone entering the diner at 1.30am on christmas eve must be in need of coffee. She left you both to it and you clutched the cup in front of you, grateful to have something to fidget with.

“Is this weird?” You asked.

Sending texts off into the ether and having a crush on someone from the safety of your own home was fine enough, but the reality of the situation had begun so settle.

“I mean, is it weird, meeting like this so quickly? You don’t know me, and I don’t know you.”

Lin sensed your unease and leaned forward, his eyes soft and reassuring.

“Hey I just really liked talking to you, there’s no pressure ok? I know my constant barrage of texts today might have felt a bit too much.”

“Are you kidding? I felt like I was annoying you with all my  messages!”

He leaned back and grinned

“Ok good! So we’re both around the same level of annoyingness. That’s good to know. But honestly, it doesn’t feel weird.” He said, shrugging. “I couldn’t sleep, you couldn’t sleep, you’ve inadvertently spoiled Gilmore Girls for me, what else were we gonna do?”

You laughed, watching him get animated and gesturing wildly about Gilmore Girls at 1.30am was positively endearing.

“Also you sounded sad, I was worried. I really just wanted to see you.” He said, his fingers circling the top of his coffee mug.

“Wait, so you mean this isn’t just a sleazy tinder hook up?”

Lin winced, “Sleazy? Well technically we aren’t on tinder anymore, and what’s so sleazy about it if we were?” And there he went, biting his lip again. You couldn’t tell if it was a nervous habit or if he subliminally knew that watching him bite his lip stirred deep flickering waves in your stomach.

You stared at him, studying his face. His whole face, not just his lips this time.

“Ok I gotta ask because this is really bugging me now, where do I know you from? Did you go to Palmer’s High?”

He smiled awkwardly and looked down at his coffee.

“Sorry, not me.”

“Is it the Union library, did you used to work weekends?”

He shook his head looking embarrassed and cleared his throat.

“I’m Lin-Manuel Miranda” He said, squirming in his seat, his eyes still staring at his coffee cup before looking up at you expectantly.

You mouthed the name to yourself, testing the words out on your tongue, until you stopped in your tracks. You stared at him, blinking incredulously.

“Fuck off!” you exclaimed without thinking, before covering your mouth with your hand.

”Sorry, sorry sorry! I didn’t mean that! It’s just… oh god I feel like an idiot!” You took a breath and looked at him again.

“Well… ok then…hello Lin-Manuel Miranda!”

“Hi!” Lin smiled sheepishly. “And you don’t have to say the full name each time by the way.”

You laughed, shaking your head as your evening elevated to new surreal heights.

“You know you really should have prepared me for this in one of your many messages today” you said.

Lin leaned back “You didn’t seem to recognize me from my name or any photos I sent and honestly that was just kind of nice so I guess, yeah I didn’t say anything. Anyway, shall we move on?”

You nodded, smiling.

And you did move on.

You talked about break ups, about writing,about families, about the first single you ever bought.

“Roxanne Shante? No way! ” Lin exclaimed in surprise, clutching his hands to his chest.

“What can I say, I had a ridiculously cooler older brother who used to take my to this second hand vinyl store and practically forced records into my hands.”

“Ok well, let’s hear it for cooler older siblings everywhere” Lin chuckled while raising his coffee mug in the air. You smiled and joined him, clinking your mug with his.

“Wait, wait, wait!” Lin’s voice dropped an octave and he placed his hands on the table looking deadly serious.

“Can we please geek out about Roxanne’s beef with KRS-One?”

You shook your head and laughed.

“Oh no, you best not be dragging Roxanne?” You said, pursing your lips in mock rage.

“What? No way!” Lin practically spluttered. “Roxanne’s Revenge is UNFUCKINGBELIEVABLE!”

You turned your head to see the waitress tutting, peering over the counter and rolling her eyes at the overexcitable pottymouth Lin. You looked back at Lin who giggled like a naughty kid, flashing you an embarrassed smile.

You talked about favorite places to write (his: while walking his dog, yours: while on the subway), you talked about the paralysis you feel when you experience mindblowing art, and you both talked about the frustrations of having obsessive personalities, of not knowing what it’s like to just like something a normal amount.

“So you’re telling me that there’s this painting, sorry, not just a painting,this life altering painting that means the world to you. In fact it means so much to you that someday you want to write a book about it. But you’ve never actually even seen it in person, never got to look at it up close?”

You nodded as Lin shook his head, staring at you in disbelief.

“Well for a start the painting is permanently housed in Barcelona,” you explained “ it’s never exhibited outside of Europe, and I’m not exactly made of money. But I’ll see it one day.” You said wistfully before catching yourself, feeling embarrassed.

“Sorry, I swear I don’t usually just ramble on about art for 20 minutes at a total stranger.”

“Are you kidding, you’ve just listened to me talk about the intricacies of Sondheim for way longer than is considered polite. I live for this stuff, this is the kind of thing that keeps me up at night. If you can’t be obsessed over things then what’s the point?”

“Well I guess you have kind of made a career out of it” you smiled.

“It’s not about that’” He saved waving his hand, “ It’s about the obsessions. The ideas and things you love that won’t leave you alone. Those are the ideas worth having.”

You smiled nervously, you’d never met anyone who got it. Even Kay had dismissed your love of art as something that was frivolous and pretentious. You barely knew this guy, and he got it.

“You need to see this painting.” Lin said, his face deadly serious. “Honestly, I feel like I need to see this painting now.”

You laughed

“Promise me you’ll see it.”

“Well not right now, but sure, that’s the plan.“ you said

This didn’t feel like the awkward conversations of first dates you’d remembered. Everything felt familiar, he was easy to talk to, although every now and then you’d catch yourself. You’d find yourself staring longingly at his lips mid-conversation, your stomach fizzing with pangs of excitement, reminding you that you ought to feel nervous. He made you feel nervous and comfortable all at the same time. Was there a word for that?

Until It was 4 am and you realized his hand was resting gently on yours, his thumb softly stroking yours.  His touch was so light as he continued to speak. You tried so damned hard to listen to him but his touch made it hard to concentrate. This wasn’t just coffee. Couldn’t you just be kissing him now?

“So I guess the bad news is that I’m going back to London next week. “ He said, sighing while looking down at his thumb, watching it tracing patterns against your skin.

His words shook you out of your haze and you quickly looked up at him.

“We start filming again in the new year and I’m kind of living there at the moment. Hence the jetlag.”

“Oh” You said. Not knowing what to say.

You had no right to feel disappointed. This was just coffee, you didn’t even know what this was, or if you even wanted anything beyond coffee at the moment, that all seemed to heavy and big to deal with. But you also hated the idea of a ticking clock looming large on the horizon.

“So are you saying this is a sleazy tinder hookup?” you laughed nervously.

“No,no,no, I just mean…I just mean I like you. I like talking to you. And I guess I just wanted to be upfront. But I also want to see you again. Unless you don’t want to.”

He looked up at you, biting his goddamn lip again and your words caught in your throat.

“I want to.” you said shakily and he smiled.

“Good” He said grinning.

“Although maybe next time it can be at a more sensible hour.” Your eyelids suddenly feeling very heavy.

Lin stretched out and let out a yawn and groaned.

“I’m supposed to be saying insanely clever and articulate things in an interview in a few hours” He said, looking at his watch and laughing. “I’m gonna pay for this later on. But it was worth it.” His eyes twinkled and the way he looked at you made you blush.

You gathered your scarf and gloves as Lin went to the counter to pay for the endless supply of coffee, dropping in an extra tip by way of an apology for how loud you’d both been. He held the door open for you, placing his hand against the small of your back to guide you out, and you shivered from the cold and his touch.

“Can I see you again? Soon?” He asked eagerly,as you stepped out onto the sidewalk, his eyes pleading.

“I’d really like that.” you breathed, suddenly forgetting how to speak.

The last 3 hours had passed in a whirlwind of surprisingly easy conversation, but now you felt the words stutter at the back of your throat as nerves took over, and shyness seeped through you. You wanted to break the silence, your brain whirred as you tried to think of something to say. Something clever, something funny, something to make him want you. Instead you just blurted: “It’s so cold!”

You shivered and he put his hands on your arms, rubbing them to warm you up.

“Let’s get you warm” he said in a low hushed tone.

He took the scarf you were holding in your hands and looped it around your neck, stepping forward so that his face was just inches away from yours and you could feel his breath as you shivered. He glanced up, his eyes locking with yours, and his mouth hung slightly open as he looked at you longingly. Before you could even think, before you could even speak, before you could even breathe he was pulling the ends of your scarf towards him, pulling your face close until his lips were on yours.

His slips were soft, slow, and longing. His top lip grazed against yours, sending shockwaves across your body. You trembled as he held onto your scarf, his kisses growing more urgent as he pushed against you, pressing your back against the outside wall of the diner. His nose squished softly against your cheek as his lips darted across yours. You trembled and cupped his face with your hands, kissing him hungrily, pushing your hands back in his hair, and his own hands fell down to your waist, gripping you tightly, pulling your body tight against his.

Your hands fell to his shoulders as you both broke away for air. His hands stayed firmly on your waist, and his mouth hung open as he gazed at you You felt drunk from the lack of sleep and from his kisses.

“You know I don’t have to be anywhere for a few hours if you wanted to come back and just…sleep.” He whispered, his lips hovering over yours. You groaned softly.

“As much as I would love to …sleep. I don’t think that’s a good idea right now. I mean I should probably get home and actually sleep in my own bed.”

Lin inhaled deeply and nodded wearily. He leaned forward, gently cupping your cheek. He kissed you quickly, leaving your lips tingling in anticipation, before softly kissing your nose then your forehead.  His hands still held your waist, and your skin felt electric, aware of every slight touch.

“You are so very sensible.” He smiled.



“Wait, what the actual fuck?” Melissa screamed in your ear.

“I’m away for 2 weeks and you went on a date with Lin-Manuel Miranda? Are you messing with me?”

You sighed. “For the last time, I’m not messing with you. This all really happened.”

Melissa’s jaw hung open, her eyes were wild as you filled her in on the surreal events of the last 2 weeks. You told her about the accidental catfishing, the many many messages, the first date at 1.30am on Christmas eve, the second date the day after Christmas. And the dates which then followed. Melissa had sat on your couch, open mouthed, struggling to keep up. The absurdity of the entire situation was not lost on you.

From that first kiss at the diner on Christmas eve morning you’d thought of nothing else but kissing him again. As soon as you’d headed back to your apartment to finally sleep, you’d instantly regretted not going back with Lin. You closed your eyes replaying the kiss a thousand times in your head, longing for his lips again, wanting to feel his skin, and daydreaming of his touch. You wondered what it would be like to wake up next to him but then felt foolish, shaking the image from your head, knowing that whatever was happening between you, was bound to end as soon as he headed back to London. You’d laid in bed cursing yourself as your phone vibrated. A sleepy selfie of Lin popped up on your screen with a message:

Lin: Wish you were here zzzzz

Then Christmas day hit and you were alone. You didn’t exactly regret your choice of not visiting your Trump supporting parents for christmas. Their homophobic tendencies meant they had never really approved of Kay in the 5 years you’d been together. They had made it clear in previous years that you weren’t welcome home for the holidays if Kay accompanied you. But now with Kay gone your mom had suddenly reached out to you inviting you back for the holidays as though nothing had ever happened..  

So naturally you opted for your first christmas alone, eating froot loops while watching Elf, and spending the rest of the day writing. It was the same as any other day really, although the holidays were naturally designed to make the recently dumped feel lonely. And at least for the last few days you’d had Lin to distract you, but today as Lin was caught up in family duties, you found yourself looking back over old photographs of Kay, brooding over nostalgia. But even without Lin to distract you, you found yourself wallowing less. Sure, it hurt to look back, but you didn’t cry this time, you didn’t feel that heart-wrenching ache that had consumed you for the last few weeks. It was just a dull manageable ache, and you felt reassured that maybe this was a sign that you were moving on. You already felt lighter, less miserable, and you felt nervous anticipation as Lin messaged you that evening asking you on a date the very next day.

“Second date? Please please please tell me you went home with him this time!” Melissa begged, popping the candy she’d brought you as a gift into her mouth, her face rapt with attention.

“Um, not exactly” You said.

“WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU?” Melissa yelled, throwing a piece of candy at you.

“I mean we never made it to his.” You said, throwing the piece of candy back at her.  “We never really made it out at all”

“OHHHH.” Melissa said, her mouth falling open.


You’d invited him into your apartment for just a minute before you were due to head out for your official second date. You had dinner reservations, and and a schedule to stick to, and you were already running late as you rummaged around your room for your missing earring.

“Found it! Sorry, that took forever. Ready to go?” You said as you finally emerged from the bedroom.

Lin jumped up from the couch where he’d been patiently waiting,.

“Sure!”

He turned to face you, his eyes lingered on your lips, before raising his eyes to meet yours. His mouth hung open and the corners of his lips curled  into a smile.

“You are beautiful” he said in a low hushed voice.

The way he breathed as he spoke gave you goosebumps. The way he looked at you now made you feel naked. You swallowed nervously, and then in an instant  his mouth was on yours  

His kisses this time were quick, deep, and hungry, not the soft slow sleepy kisses from Christmas eve. His lips pressed urgently against yours and you gasped as his hand reached around you, holding you in place at the small of your back, pulling you closer while he kissed you. His other hand cupped the back of your head, his fingers clutching at your hair as his lips rapidly pressed against yours. You gripped his shoulders and his body pressed tightly against you. He broke away from your lips,  planting small butterfly kisses across your cheek, down to your ear lobe, and across your neck.

“We’re late, we really should get going” you said in between ragged breaths.  

You gasped as he found the spot on your neck which made you weak, and you reached out, tugging his hair, urgently pulling his lips back to yours. You gently bit his bottom lip, and a soft small groan escaped his lips. You pulled away.

“Bedroom…. Now.” You breathed.


Melissa’s mouth hung open in anticipation.

“Don’t you DARE leave me hanging as it’s getting to the good bit!” screeched Melissa

You shrugged.

“We just never made it to dinner that night.” You smiled coyly.  Melissa threw down the bag of candy in annoyance.

“Ok. Fine.. So what next. I mean, was this just a hook up thing or what?  I thought you said you were dating him?”

You nodded.

“It’s complicated.”

Melissa rolled her eyes.


The rest of Lin’s time in New York seemed to go so fast and you knew in a matter of days he’d be going back to London. Over the course of the next week  you saw each other as much as possible, although you never once discussed what would happen when he left. The next day he’d arranged to meet you in the park while walking his dog, Tobi in between work appointments and family plans. It was freezing cold, but you happily sat on a park bench, hands wrapped tight around a cup of hot chocolate as Lin talked animatedly about his disastrous dance rehearsals for Mary Poppins. You were both completely unaware that two hours had passed until Tobi had started pining for home.

The next day he’d invited you over to his apartment, which was empty and unused while based in London. You spotted a postcard on top of the piano in the corner.

“Hey this is my painting!” You exclaimed

“Wow, I didn’t know you could paint!” He smirked and you jabbed him gently with your elbow.

“I mean, this is the Miro painting I was babbling on about, why do you have this?”

“I wanted to see what you see.  I grabbed it from the MoMA gift shop yesterday after my meeting.”

You were stunned as he grabbed the postcard from you turning it over.

“But it’s so small.” he said “Look, it says on the back that the real thing is huge! You need to see it!” You looked at him overwhelmed, unable to speak, and he shot you a quizzical look.

“What? Did I do something wrong?”

You shook your head, biting your lip.

“Sorry, I’ll stop going on about how you need to see this painting.” He said, looking embarrassed.

“Kiss me” you said.   


On New Year’s eve he had plans with his family and you had plans to see friends so you decided to arrange to see each other New Year’s Day instead. You met back at the same diner, cradling cups of coffee just like before. Lin slumped forward in his chair, his eyes were bleary and his dark stubble indicated he was feeling hungover.

“So I take it you had a good night then?” you smiled.

“I think so.” He said rubbing his eyes and smiling softly. “ I remember teaching salsa to my nephews, then the grownups brought out the tequila. Then I’m a liiiittle hazy on the rest of the night.” He looked up at you with tired eyes.

”I missed you though.”

You smiled and then winced. He was leaving for London in 2 days and you still hadn’t addressed what might happen next, if anything.

“So I guess, I’m not gonna see you now.” You said, using your best nonchalant voice while fidgeting with the mug in front of you.

Lin pushed back his hair nervously.

“Well I’ve got press and family stuff all day tomorrow, then the day after I fly back to London in the morning”

You nodded slowly, not knowing what to say.

Lin opened his mouth to speak, you could see him carefully considering his words.

“I don’t want this to end” he said in a hushed tone.

You glanced up, raising your eyebrows in confusion.

“Am I wrong? I feel a little crazy saying this, but this week has been… I just don’t want this to end.” he said again, biting his lip nervously.

You nodded silently.

“I like you”. He said, placing his hand over yours.

You swallowed, trying to make sense of this.

“This feels… a little fast.” you admitted. “I like you too. It’s just confusing and I don’t really know what I’m supposed to do. I mean you live in London.”

Lin began to stroke your hand reassuringly.

“I live there temporarily. I’m back here nearly every month, and I’ll be back here permanently in a little while.”

You let out an exasperated sigh.

“It’s not just that. You live in London, and I’m just coming out of a 5 year relationship, I don’t know if I’m exactly making good choices right now and I don’t want to mess things up.”

“So… what do we do?” Lin asked, his eyes pleading.

You shook your head, not knowing what to say, and pulled away from his hand.

“I don’t know.”


“Oh hun I’m so sorry” Melissa said, picking up the bag of candy and offering it to you in pity. “It sucks it had to end like that. I’ve got to say I think you made the right decision though. Long-distance relationships never work out. Trust me on that.”

You sighed and took the candy from her, popping it in your mouth nodding.

“I didn’t say we ended it.” you said quietly.

Melissa’s raised her eyebrows in confusion.

“What? But he’s back in London now! Plus you just got dumped!  How is this even a thing?”

You shrugged.

“Look, I know I don’t have a clue what I’m doing. This feels reckless and a bit naive and after Kay all I wanted to do was crawl back into bed and never come out. But look at me now, I feel like living again, and I feel like being impulsive. I can’t explain it!”

“Ok, ok that’s great, that’s fine and all, and believe me I want you to be happy,” she said, placing her hand on your shoulder. “But I mean, logistically how are you going to do this? You know, beyond skype and pining for someone a million miles away?”

“Well for a start, he kind of-sort of-maybe invited me to London.”

Melissa shook her head laughing,

“Next week.”

Melissa stopped laughing.

“Oh sure, because an author who lives off froot loops and ramen and who can barely afford rent since their ex-girlfriend moved out can totally afford a last minute trip to London!?”

“Lin booked a ticket for me.” You said quietly.

“What?” Melissa blinked in disbelief.

“I know, I know! Look, I didn’t ask him for it, he offered, and I refused and he persisted. He’s kind of annoying like that.”

“This is unreal! You couldn’t even accept money from me when I tried to pay for your metrocard last month.” Melissa laughed, holding her head in her hands.

“I know this is nuts. And believe me I’m going to pay him back. I just feel….happy. Well happier than I have been. I’ve been drowning for the last month, and now there’s this thing which is making me feel more like myself again, this crazy ridiculous thing. I’d regret it so much if I didn’t at least give this a go and see what happens.”

Melissa shot you a look and then rolled her eyes.

“Ok ok, I don’t mean to be so negative. I’m just cautious. I don’t want to see you hurt again.”

“Me neither. “ You said earnestly.

“You sure you know what you’re doing?”Melissa asked you.

“Absolutely! And it’s terrifying.”

Melissa chuckled and squeezed your shoulder.

“Also, can I borrow your suitcase?”


You knew this was surreal. You knew this was out of character for you, but you felt like you’d already crossed some kind of line just by turning up to a diner at 1.30am to meet a perfect stranger 2 weeks ago. This was just the next natural step in your new surreal life. As you stared out of the window of the plane waiting for takeoff you felt a nervous pang of anxiety, your fear of flying mixing with the fear of the unknown. You checked your phone out of habit.

Lin: I get to see you in a few hours, how amazing is that!

Lin: I hope you are a fan of terrible British accents btw because that’s how I speak now

Lin: Hurry up plane, why aren’t you here yet? I’m sad that apparition and port keys don’t actually exist.

You chuckled to yourself and the waves of anxiety turned into pangs of excitement knowing you’d get to see Lin in just a few hours. You began typing out a reply as your phone buzzed again with another message. This time not from Lin.

Kay: Can you call me? We need to talk. I think I made a mistake and I need to see you.

You stared at the words on your phone as though in slow motion. You re-read the message over and over until your eyes started to blur and you began to breathe sharp ragged breaths.

“Miss? Miss? We’re asking everyone to turn off their mobile devices for take off.”

The flight attendant’s voice echoed in your ears and you fumbled with your phone, your fingers shook as you switched it off. With one message you felt yourself tumbling down that black hole again. An announcement over the tannoy let you know that the plane was ready to depart, and you fastened your seatbelt ready for take off   

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Part 3 is here

Womanist Mixtape

I created a Spotify playlist “Womanist Mixtape” of some of my favorite songs that empower, inspire, are righteous rage, Black power, vulnerable, confident, loving, romantic/sensual/sexual, friendship, fun and more. Some are on specific topics such as domestic violence and labor, for example. This isn’t me labeling the artists; they can self-identify. These are songs that speak to Black women/femme lived experiences and the knowledge obtained from them. These are songs that make me happy, and joy is an aspect of my womanism; “wholeness of entire people…” and such.

Songs in initial playlist:

  1. “Respect” - Aretha Franklin
  2. “Control” - Janet Jackson
  3. “U.N.I.T.Y.” - Queen Latifah
  4. “Q.U.E.E.N.” - Janelle Monáe
  5. “I’m Every Woman” - Chaka Khan
  6. “Ladies First” - Queen Latifah ft. Monie Love
  7. “Electric Lady” - Janelle Monáe ft. Solange
  8. “I’m Every Woman” - Whitney Houston
  9. “***Flawless” - Beyoncé
  10. “Milkshake” - Kelis
  11. “Nobody Knows When You’re Down and Out” - Bessie Smith
  12. “Alright” - Ledisi
  13. “Closer” - Goapele
  14. “Didn’t Cha Know” - Erykah Badu
  15. “Work Song” - Nina Simone
  16. “Ghetto Woman” - Janelle Monáe
  17. “Workin’ Woman Blues” - Valerie June
  18. “Bitch Better Have My Money” - Rihanna
  19. “Money Money” - Lady Saw
  20. “She Works Hard For The Money” - Donna Summer
  21. “Lost Ones” - Lauryn Hill
  22. “Independent Women” - Destiny’s Child
  23. “Bossy” - Kelis
  24. “Queen of The Pack” - Patra
  25. “Conceited” - Remy Ma
  26. “Run The World (Girls)” - Beyoncé
  27. “She’s A Bitch” - Missy Elliott
  28. “Many Moons” - Janelle Monáe
  29. “Cold War” - Janelle Monáe
  30. “Sally Ride” - Janelle Monáe
  31. “Superpower” - Beyoncé
  32. “Strange Fruit” - Nina Simone
  33. “No More Auction Block For Me” - Sweet Honey In The Rock
  34. “Brotha” - Angie Stone
  35. “To Be Young, Gifted and Black” - Nina Simone
  36. “Greatest Love of All” - Whitney Houston
  37. “Be Real Black For Me” - Roberta Flack ft. Donny Hathaway
  38. “Rhythm Nation” - Janet Jackson
  39. “My People” - Erykah Badu
  40. “Unpretty” - TLC
  41. “Pretty Hurts” - Beyoncé
  42. “Don’t Take It Personal” - Monica
  43. “Love Is Blind”  - Eve
  44. “Love Don’t Love You” - En Vogue
  45. “Single Ladies” - Beyoncé
  46. “Ex-Factor” - Lauryn Hill
  47. “Tyrone” - Erykah Badu
  48. “Not Gon’ Cry” - MJB
  49. “No Scrubs” - TLC
  50. “Irreplaceable” - Beyoncé
  51. “Houng Dog” - Big Mama Thornton
  52. “You Can’t Play With My Yo-Yo” - Yo-Yo ft. Ice Cube
  53. “Roxanne’s Revenge” - Roxanne Shante
  54. “Hit ‘Em Up Style (Oops)” - Blu Cantrell
  55. “My Lovin’ (Never Gonna Get It)” - En Vogue
  56. “Why Does It Hurt So Bad” - Whitney Houston
  57. “Sittin’ Up In My Room” - Brandy
  58. “How Can I Ease The Pain” - Lisa Fischer
  59.  “Unbreak My Heart” - Toni Braxton
  60. “I Care” - Beyoncé
  61. “Deep Sea Diver” - Angel Haze
  62. “Epiphany (I’m Leaving)” - Chrisette Michele
  63. “Dirty Laundry” - Kelly Rowland
  64. “Caught Out There” - Kelis
  65. “Shotgun” - Valerie June
  66. “What’s Love Got To Do With It” - Tina Turner
  67. “Man Down” - Rihanna
  68. “A Rose Is Still A Rose” - Aretha Franklin
  69. “Golden” - Jill Scott
  70. “I Will Survive” - Gloria Gaynor
  71. “***Flawless” (Remix) - Beyoncé ft. Nicki Minaj
  72. “Feeling Myself” - Nicki Minaj ft. Beyoncé
  73. “Towards The Sun” - Rihanna
  74. “Sing To The Moon” - Laura Mvula
  75. “Diamonds” - Rihanna
  76. “Masterpiece (Mona Lisa)” - Jazmine Sullivan
  77. “Let’s Talk About Sex” - Salt-N-Pepa
  78. “Oops (Oh My)” - Tweet
  79. “Blow” - Beyoncé
  80. “One Minute Man” - Missy Elliott ft. Ludacris
  81. “Worker Man” - Patra
  82. “Love Me Thru The Night” - Diana King
  83. “Rocket” - Beyoncé
  84. “Push It” - Salt-N-Pepa
  85. “Rain” - SWV
  86. “Work It” - Missy Elliott
  87. “Veins” - Jazmine Sullivan
  88. “Last Days” - Goapele
  89. “Kissing You” - Total
  90. “If” - Janet Jackson
  91. “Keep On, Keepin’ On” - MC Lyte ft. Xscape
  92. “I’m Your Baby Tonight” - Whitney Houston
  93. “Count On Me” - Whitney Houston ft. CeCe Winans
  94. “What About Your Friends” - TLC
  95. “Best Friend” - Brandy
  96. “Best Friends” - Missy Elliott ft. Aaliyah
  97. “That’s What Friends Are For” - Dionne Warwick ft. Gladys Knight
  98. “Together Again” - Janet Jackson
  99. “Next Lifetime” - Erykah Badu
  100. “Heaven” - Beyoncé
  101. “Open My Heart” - Yolanda Adams
  102. “Order My Steps” - GMWA Women of Worship
  103. “Long As I Got King Jesus” - Vickie Winans
  104. “Black Synagogue” - Angel Haze
  105. “What Is Love” - V. Bozeman
  106. “A Long Walk” - Jill Scott
  107. “Lions, Tigers & Bears” - Jazmine Sullivan
  108. “Dangerously In Love” - Beyoncé
  109. “Love Me Today” - Zhané
  110. “For Real” - Amel Larrieux
  111. “Other Side Of The Game” - Erykah Badu
  112. “Gloomy Sunday” - Billie Holiday
  113. “Can’t Live Without Your Love” - Janelle Monáe
  114. “Sending My Love” - Zhané
  115. “It’s A Pity” - Tanya Stephens
  116. “I Wanna Be Down” - Brandy
  117. “Yoga” - Janelle Monáe 
  118. “Escapade” - Janet Jackson
  119. “Dance Apocalyptic” - Janelle Monáe
  120. “Get Me Bodied” - Beyoncé

I’ve seen similar playlists in the past so I don’t seek to steal anyone’s thunder, but I cannot find them; I have too many “likes” on Tumblr to find stuff anymore. Womanists/Black feminists, feel free to reblog and write songs (below my text, as to not confuse people with what is already on the list) that you think I should add and I’ll consider; this playlist is just a start; I just made it today. 

Black music is everything to me.❤