#lindsay boxer

[detective-jane-rizzoli]

Thank you, everyone! ��🙌

[frauv]

I am (yet again) searching for something Rizzoli & Isles related. Is there an episode where Jane loses it during an interrogation and Korsak leads her out of the interrogation room? Or is it possible that I am confounding this image in my head with the Lindsey Boxer scene in WMC?

[phantomstatistician]

Fandom: Women's Murder Club (TV)

Sample Size: 150 stories

Source: AO3

[julieverne]

A couple of times now Maura had turned the tv off just as Jane came in unannounced. Jane assumed it was Jersey Shore again, but Maura always looked flushed and embarrassed. Given the size and soundproofing of Maura's bedroom, Jane knew it couldn't be porn; there was no need to watch it downstairs when the tv upstairs was so much larger.

Jane was a detective. Jane was sneaky. Jane could be furtive.

A week later, Jane had solved the case. She bought a DVD and slapped it down on Maura's kitchen counter. Maura looked down at it and blushed.

"What on Earth about Women's Murder Club has you so flustered? Got a little crush on James Patterson?"

Maura shook her head and pointed at the cover.

"Who's that? Angie Harmon?"

"She plays Lindsay Boxer. I find her very... compelling..." Maura said, blushing an ever darker red. Jane examined the cover. There was a passing resemblance between Jane and this Lindsay chick, and it would be worth an hour of boring murder tv to watch Maura continue to squirm like this. She shrugged.

"I'm sold," Jane said, giving Maura a wicked grin. "Let's watch."

Maura, impossibly, blushed again. "I bought it on the store," she said quietly. "In high definition," she added in a whisper. Jane's grin only grew more wicked.

"I'll make the popcorn," she said, dropping her voice low, watching as Maura's cheeks burned. She smiled to herself as she pulled out the kernels; Maura herself had compared Jane to Angie in the past. And if this was, as Jane suspected, a little crush, Jane was going to have a little fun with it.

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Note: I've never seen women's murder club so I can't really elaborate

[angieharmonfan]

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Close to You 1

Warnings: this fic will include elements, some dark, such noncon/dubcon, and other untagged triggers. Please take this into account before proceeding. It is up to curate your online consumption safely.

Summary: you have a crush on your roommates boyfriend but getting over it isn't easy.

Characters: Nick Fowler

Author’s Note:  Please feel free to leave some feedback, reblog, and jump into my asks. I’m always happy to discuss with you and riff on idea. As always, you are cherished and adored! Stay safe, be kind, and treat yourself💜

“I got it!” Nick snarls as he stomps out of the bedroom. You flinch and sit up. You didn’t even know he was there.  

Of course, it isn’t his bedroom that he’s strutting nearly naked out of. No, it’s your roommate’s. Lindsay cackles after him. 

“Don’t be such a grump,” her words barely carry through as her television blares loudly from the other side. You should’ve known why she cranked the volume so high. 

It's strange how she's always snappy with him, and he barks back at her just the same. You always imagined relationships to be more peaceful. Well, you wouldn't know, would you?

Before you can catch it, your book tumbles to the floor and you gulp. Nick stops short and grins crookedly as he fixes the elastic on his boxers. They hang so low you can see the perfect vee of his pelvis. You try not to look even as your eyes disobey your embarrassment. 

“Hey,” he drawls. “When’d you get home?” 

You rub your lips together and bend to grab your book. You don’t think he really cares but he’s just that type. He always says what he should. He always knows just what to say. And he’s so dreamy. 

Ahem. No. 

“Just... an hour ago,” you stand up and fold the throw blanket. “Sorry, I didn’t...” 

“Didn’t hear you come in. You’re always so quiet.” 

“Am I?” You clutch the book to your chest and avoid looking directly at him. 

“Well, compared to Linz...” he snickers. 

“Get me a cooler!” Your roommate shouts as if she heard her name. He rolls his eyes and strides into the kitchen. He grumbles but you can’t make out the words. 

His praise sticks with you as you watch his broad back disappear. He has muscles where you didn’t know muscles could exist. And his eyes. Beautiful and blue. His arms... 

Stop. 

You scurry for the hall but before you can pass the doorway to the kitchen, he comes back out. You stumble back and pick at the corner of the book cover. You look him in the eye, afraid your gaze might stray a bit too far. 

“Oh, woah, sorry,” he brushes his hand over your hip. “We’ll try not to keep you up.” 

“Uh, sure,” you step back and sway nervously. “I never... I can’t hear...” 

“She’s loud,” he scoffs and turns, two bottles hanging from one hand, necks squeezed between his thick knuckles, “have a good night.” 

“Er, you too,” you squeak after him. 

The door shuts and you cringe. Uh, you always sound so stupid. You barrel forward, forgetting the whim for a snack before bed, and close yourself in your room 

You’re so pathetic. Lindsay knows it and Nick does too. It’s obvious. That tension between you is nothing more than pity. They’re always together and you’re always alone. 

You put your book on the shelf and shuffle to your bed. You open your laptop and turn on the period piece that always makes you feel a little better. It doesn’t work tonight. You just feel lonely as you watch the pining between the straight-laced lord and lady. 

You turn it off and put on an endless lo-fi track instead. You can her Lindsay’s television. You change into your pajamas and shut off the lamp. You lay down but you’re wide awake. 

You try not to think of them. Not to think of him. 

You close your eyes and let the soft tones ease you. Still, you’re uneasy. It takes an hour to drift off and even then, it’s shallow.  

When you wake up again, the low music plays from your laptop but all else is quiet. You sit up, groggy to the point of dizziness, and amble around your room. You go out into the hall and click the door shut behind you.  

You head down to the bathroom. You should have gone before you laid down. 

You pull your bottoms down and sit on the toilet as you’re about to burst. You sigh and bend over your lap. That bottle of diet coke was a bad choice for more than the aspartame. 

You sit up, your muscles stiff from sleep, but before you can stand, the door opens. You cry out and cover yourself. Oh no! It had to be him. 

Nick puts his hand up and apologises as he backs out. Your body is set alight with humiliation. You quickly get up and pull your pants to your waist.  

You take your time washing your hands and stare down at the sink. You can’t even look at yourself. Why didn’t you lock the door? Stupid. Stupid. 

How much did he see? You try not to think of it as you near the door. You open it slowly and peek out through the tine slit between the frame. You poke your head out completely and step into the hallway. 

You set each foot down lightly, not wanting to give yourself away. As you approach your bedroom door, it’s open. You can’t remember if you shut it. 

You stop just before your door and raise your nose. You smell his cologne. You know it’s him. The scent clings to the couch and often trails after him.  

Ugh. You hate yourself for even thinking that. Even your inner monologue can’t help but be the most embarrassing narrative. 

You flit behind your door and lean into it until it’s closed. You drop your head and sigh. Well, you will be hiding until you’re sure he’s gone. You’ve dug this hole deep enough. 

[mermaidenmystic]

Maids of Atlantis by Norman Lindsay (Australian artist, etcher, sculptor, writer, editorial cartoonist, scale modeller, and an accomplished amateur boxer, 1879-1969)

[piratekane]

Not just her Rizzoli face… her Lindsay Boxer face too

lindsay boxer, my beloved. i consumed that show with a ferociousness reserved for wild animals. i read the books, realized jill dies early on, and chucked it. the show was the best. some of my favorite fanfics are women's murder club stories! (though most of them are jill/cindy admittedly)

[msburgundy]

jane rizzoli: insane but keeping it together

lindsay boxer: genuinely out of control

[bb26hater]

Boston Rob isn’t on the traitors apparently got cut/dropped out

Dan/Janelle/Sandra/Parvati are all apparently 100% in Scotland and are it for the CBS names

Beth/Lindsay/Jack from below deck aren’t on the cast but were in the mix at one point

Peter from the bachelor, Sheree from RHOA, Phaedra from RHOA, Peppermint from RPDR, Marcus Jordan (Michael Jordan’s son and Larsa’s boyfriend), and Maksim from DWTS are apparently on the cast

Peacock is apparently going to officially release the cast today, apparently out of the unreleased names. ones a boxer, ones from the U.K, and another is from Netflix reality tv

[detective-jane-rizzoli]

[brokehorrorfan]

Jill Rips has been released on Blu-ray via Scream Factory. Limited to 1,620, the 2000 thriller is available for $29.98 exclusively from Shout Factory. It's also known as Jill the Ripper and Tied Up.

Anthony Hickox (Hellraiser III: Hell on Earth, Waxwork) directs from a script by Kevin Bernhardt (Peaceful Warrior) and Gareth Wardell, based on the 1987 novel by Frederic Lindsay. Dolph Lundgren stars.

Special features are listed below.

Special features:

Audio commentary by Anthony Hickox

Trailer

Former boxer and cop Matt Sorenson (Dolph Lundgren) now makes a living collecting debts for small businesses … but the brutal death of his high-powered younger brother throws his life into turmoil. Intent on finding his brother's killer, Sorenson infiltrates a twisted underworld of politics, intrigue, and sex. Rejecting the police and media theory that the murder is the work of a female prostitute, Sorensen's focus falls on the corrupt big city businessman, Jim Conway. As a series of other men are found murdered in a similar fashion to his brother, Sorenson's obsession to discover the killer's identity mounts and his own sense of right and wrong becomes blurred, drawing him deeper and deeper into a darkness from which he may never return.

[oleg-soleg-blog]

"Thief of the Moon"1924.

by Norman Lindsay, is a famous Australian artist,

graphic artist, sculptor, writer and boxer.

[47burlm]

Angela Michelle Harmon (born August 10, 1972) is an American actress and model. She won Seventeen's modeling contest in 1987 at age 15, signed with IMG Models, and appeared on covers for magazines such as Cosmopolitan and Esquire. Her acting breakthrough came with the role of Ryan McBride on Baywatch Nights (1995–1997), and she earned four Screen Actors Guild Award nominations for playing Abbie Carmichael on Law & Order (1998–2001). Harmon also appeared in a number of film roles, which notably include Barbara Gordon in Batman Beyond: Return of the Joker (2000) and Ronica Miles in Agent Cody Banks (2003).

Following the roles of Rose in the acclaimed-film Seraphim Falls (2006) and Lindsay Boxer in the short-lived series Women's Murder Club (2007–2008), Harmon earned praise for playing Jane Rizzoli on the TNT series Rizzoli & Isles (2010–2016), and won the Gracie Award for Outstanding Female Actor in a Leading Role in a Drama Series or Special in 2012 and the People's Choice Award for Favorite Cable TV Actress in 2015. She has starred in a number of Lifetime network's original projects, which include the biographical special Video Voyeur (2002) and the critically acclaimed feature Living Proof (2008). In 2021, she signed an exclusive multi-picture deal with Lifetime.

[angieharmonfan]

[shortshortreads]

⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ 1st to die - James Patterson

A book following the homicide inspector, Lindsay Boxer, on a case where the killer is slaughtering newlyweds. She soon forms a team of friends, names the women's murder club.

Now I'll be honest this is the book my husband brought with him to read on our honeymoon but he kept saying you need to read it, it is so good. So naturally I read it and boy did I fly through it.

It is so gripping! The POV keeps switching but for each time it switches the chapters are very short keeping it easy to fly through each bit of information. You are immediately drawn to Lindsay and are routing for her to find the killer. Unlike some crime novels we get the point of view from the killer and this really added to the dimensions of the story and waiting for the girls to figure it out!

I recommend this gripping series.