daniela santiago

reporting the news, not making it.

[d-santiago]

matthastings·:

LOCATION: Kingshead Memorial STATUS: Open

Christmas was the busy period of year no matter what you did, and it was not different to Matt. Hearing the familiar Dr Hastings to the ER, over the PA system he sighed a little and winked to one of the nurses nearby that he’d been flirting shamelessly with for the past hour. “I’ll be back.” he promised as he headed down and moments later was being directed to the patient he’d been called to see. “Ouch, what have we got going on here? What can I do for you?”

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Ugh. This stupidly hot arrogant fuckwit just had to come rolling in. Daniela was less than enthused at the thought of seeing him at work. He was admittedly good at riling her up and she hated dealing with him but hated the part that wanted to jump his bones even more. Her right hand was hiding the heavy bruising on her left wrist and she quickly tugged on her sweater to hide it even more. The smile was forced, not reaching her eyes. “You can get me Cora or Jonah or literally anyone else.”

[d-santiago]

sanem-reid·:

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❝ Touché, ❞ The two of them had gone on many impromptu adventures, a lot of which ending up as all-nighter’s on top of that. So perhaps she couldn’t entirely argue with someone who’d seen her in some of her grittier appearances and still considered her gorgeous. ❝ Am I saying I’m gonna look god awful ? Of course not; but post partum me may vastly differ from, sweat drenched, paint stained, stumbling in from a party at sunrise me.❞Chuckling with a partial shrug.❝ At least until I recover enough to get back in the studio.❞ Tacking on before a deeply exhaled sigh left her.❝ Apparently being pregnant is just a magnet for them. Feeling the baby move can be exciting that I get, but just rushing up to me and not even asking first, is the part I can do without.❞ Brow quirks upwards then at Daniela, hint of skepticism on her features.❝ Probably because you are, as if you don’t have entire fanbases. Now how about a drink ? We do have alcoholic among the non options, if you’d rather.❞   

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“Ugh, don’t remind me because I miss the shit out of that girl,” Daniela responded with a wistful sigh, giving herself a moment as flashbacks of their adventure nights flashed through her brain. “Not that I’m not delighted for you, because you wanted this and I support what you want,” she added on, semi-realizing how that sounded. “I’m just a selfish bitch. So in that vein, this is a super selfish question and I know it. I read it takes two months just for your body to heal post-birth and then getting back in shape takes another three, maybe four months...” A pause as she recalled her research, which consisted of asking her big brother named Google many questions. “Think you can get back to kicking ass around then? Because I’m one hundred percent not looking or planning things to do in that time frame...” Clearing her throat, she looked around the room again, trying to focus on everything else but the bar. “I’m pretty sure my fanbase isn’t as big as...” Her hand vaguely waved around, “This.” A pause. “Anyway. I’m good, trust me. One drink will turn into ten and the next thing I know I’ll be waking up in student housing somewhere, wondering who I even fucked. So, I’m... good.”

[d-santiago]

sanem-reid·:

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The first ‘fuck you’ had mocha eyes widening a bit as she was mid-sip into her non-alcoholic mimosa, though just as quickly her demeanor brightened when Daniela came over. Hand going over her chest with a small pout. ❝ I think that’s one of the sweetest things you’ve ever said to me, ❞ Teasing effortlessly letting out a chuckle before she gave her friend as best a hug she could considering. ❝ Don’t worry though, once the little one is born sleepless nights and chaotic schedules may change that. ❞ Pausing briefly she pursed her lips giving a light hum. ❝ If you consider unneeded advice and people making grabby hands at my stomach weird then — but also yes, there’s been plenty of adoration that makes up for it. ❞

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“Bitch, please,” Daniela scoffed out in response, eyeing the drink in Sanem’s hand and imagining it as alcoholic before averting back. She needed to be good tonight -- not get sloppy drunk and make out with strangers in bathrooms like she was prone to do. This was a baby shower, she internally reprimanded herself. “I’ve seen you without makeup and drenched in sweat and still thought you were still the most beautiful woman to ever exist, so shut up. I refuse to believe there is a world in which you are anything less than gorgeous.” A quick pause. “Regardless of sleepless nights or whatever.” She let out another scoff, like she was offended at the idea. “Why are people so fucking weird with pregnant women? I get it but I also don’t.” Her eyes finally scanned their surroundings, noticing a few familiar faces and those she wanted a sun’s distance away from her. “And I thought I was popular.”

[d-santiago]

landonxreid·:

location: baby shower 

OPEN

“Excuse me! Yeah–” Landon waved the person down with a smile on his face. “Yeah, I appreciate you coming but please don’t touch my sisters’ stomach, okay?” he gave a less-than-friendly pat on the persons shoulder before watching them walk away. The party was beautiful, but the way people continued to go up and just touch Sanem’s stomach was maddening. He swore he’d be on his best behavior, and it helped that Oliver remained in his line of sight. “This is some shindig, eh?” Landon remarked to the person next to him. “I…I appreciate you coming out here for my sister and sister-in-law. Means a lot, actually.” 

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“Allison’s friend over there looks like she’s about to murder whoever the fuck that weird lady was,” Daniela commented with a curious eyebrow as she scanned their surroundings, taking in the whole shindig as he had so eloquently put.  “So thankfully you don’t have to get your hands dirty.” A quick pause. “Tonight, at least.” A dismissive hand wave was given, a glass in the other. “Oh please, this is nothing. Sanem’s my girl, you know? Told her if I wasn’t here to assume that I was dead in a ditch somewhere.” Taking in a sip from her drink, she leaned in a little closer as if she was telling a secret. “You’re cute when you’re sappy.”

[d-santiago]

a short and sweet starter for @sanem-reid

“Fuck you,” Daniela began on an overly dramatic note, practically gliding over to her favorite person in the whole place. Not even a greeting was given to anyone else, she made a beeline for the woman of the night after dropping off her present. “Fuck you for looking this good. God, it makes me furious,” she grumbled out, eyeing the other woman up and down. “Tell me everyone’s treating you like the queen you are and nobody’s being weird, right?”

[d-santiago]

introducing my newest babe: daniela santiago

The epitome of ‘lady on the streets, freak in the sheets’ archetype

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A true professional in her field – always ready to go, dresses well, etc etc.

But girl likes to have a good time, y’know? Drinking games are her favorite pastime.  She’ll feed you peanut butter pretzels from her purse thinking you’re starving to death. But you’re totally fine, but humour her anyway. She means well.

Another favorite pastime is reading books at the pool with wine.

And in a bubble bath.

Bath bombs galore.

Makes people feel like they’re the only one in the room, and gets them to forget about life for a little bit.

Considered acting for a while.

The camera loved her.

And she loved the camera.

Transformed like no other.

Came off almost awkward and nerdy until she was asked to perform.

She liked knowing things. 

And getting to the bottom of the story.

Eavesdropped on conversations constantly.

Made up identities to uncover the truth.

It naturally made sense she’d be reporting the news.

Started as an investigative reporter

A promotion to news anchor wasn’t on the cards for her.

But she was well liked by many

And the pay raise was hard to say no to.

They see her as clean-cut.

And she laughs awkwardly.

Because she is not.

She wears a fake ring.

I like to keep my private life private is her to go-to.

But if only they knew.

Constantly being on takes its toll.

So she likes to let loose.

Fucks men and women and enby folks in supply closets.

Drinks coffee with a shot of alcohol.

Her closet isn’t for clothes.

But rather a collection that would make conservatives blush.