#trust bank

[tenth-sentence]

As had occurred in Western Australia with Challenge Bank, Trust Bank would retain its identity, trading as Westpac Trust and serving retail customers, with Westpac continuing in corporate and institutional banking.

"Westpac: The Bank That Broke the Bank" - Edna Carew

[reallytoosublime]

A bank trust, often referred to as a trust department or trust division within a bank, is a specialized financial service offered by banks and other financial institutions. It involves the management and administration of trusts on behalf of individuals, families, organizations, and sometimes even corporations.

A trust is a legal arrangement where one party transfers assets such as money, securities, real estate, or other property to another party for the benefit of a third party. The trustee is responsible for managing and safeguarding these assets according to the terms and conditions outlined in a trust document or agreement.

In the context of a bank trust, the bank serves as the trustee. This means that the bank takes on the fiduciary responsibility of managing and administering the trust assets in the best interests of the beneficiaries. The bank's role is to ensure that the trust's objectives and instructions are carried out faithfully and in compliance with legal requirements.

The primary function of a bank trust is to manage and invest the assets held in the trust. This can include making investment decisions, maintaining a diversified portfolio, and maximizing returns while minimizing risk. The trustee must follow any specific investment guidelines set forth in the trust agreement.

Bank trusts are often used in estate planning to facilitate the transfer of assets to heirs and beneficiaries upon the grantor's death. By placing assets in a trust, individuals can often minimize estate taxes, avoid probate, and ensure a smooth and private transfer of wealth.

Some individuals and families use bank trusts to preserve and protect their wealth. Trusts can provide asset protection from creditors, lawsuits, and other potential threats.

Trusts can also be established for charitable purposes, with the bank trustee overseeing the distribution of assets to designated charitable organizations in accordance with the grantor's wishes.

The bank trust department is responsible for all administrative aspects of the trust, including record-keeping, accounting, tax reporting, and ensuring compliance with relevant laws and regulations.

If disputes or disagreements arise among beneficiaries or between beneficiaries and the trustee, the bank trust department may play a role in resolving these conflicts in accordance with the terms of the trust.

Bank trust departments typically have a team of professionals, including trust officers, investment advisors, attorneys, and accountants, who work together to manage trusts effectively and provide expert guidance to clients.

Overall, a bank trust is a valuable financial service that helps individuals and organizations manage, protect, and distribute their assets in accordance with their specific objectives and legal requirements. It combines financial expertise with legal oversight to ensure that trusts are managed in a responsible and trustworthy manner

[coochiekrab]

Most of Octoberish comms…comms are open again for November

[bambeebirdie]

Okay consider Bruce Wayne is the very well known bankroller for the Justice League. Batman is still part of the league, but they don’t know he’s Bruce Wayne. So, due to Bruce Wayne being such a well known figure and very obviously connected to the Justice League, that has kinda made him a target for certain people which means the Justice League has decided to assign one of their members to help keep him safe. Insert notorious billionaire fighter Superman becoming the part time bodyguard of Bruce Wayne in this epic superbat romance

[shellxrls]

hannah … u said u would probably physically fight w jj if u were in obx which same but now i’m thinking …. thinkin abt “play fighting” w bsf!jj …. and there’s loads of charged energy there …. lot of ass to crotch and giggling and teasing from jj mhm yup

HELLO ??!;);6 okay i confess i was thinking about play-fighting with bsf!jj turned to him pounding me while im headlocked in between those hot ass fucking arms of his 😓😓. and you’re idea is like.. spot on celeste omg.

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being pushed around the thin mattress by his body weight, evidently stronger than you due to acquired muscle from years working in physical labour. his hips brush against the back of your ass, the seam of your crotch — gentle touches that seem to dissipate in fervor but grow in length as the pretence of ‘play-fighting’ soon begins to fall to deaf ears and heaving chests.

the stiffness in his shorts was difficult to let go by unnoticed, and as much as you attempted you couldn’t restrain the muffled noises of grated pleasure that would leave your pursed lips every time his body weight banged into yours, a heavy muscle catching your side or a stray hand wrapping around you.

“jayj,” you huff out, laboured pants puffing onto his face as you attempted to call a truce, “can we just— just pause for a minute, take a lil’ break?”

he thinks this means he’s won, the adrenaline getting him into a ditzy as he gets up all in your face, spittle visible as he starts intimidating you with a superficially pridefully interrogation, “oh you wanna take a break huh? j’s so strong you had to tap out little girl? that ‘t? no deal. i won this round fair and square sweetheart.”

and you’re laying beneath him in such utter shock, pouty bottom lip quivering due to a combination of adrenaline and fear induced arousal that for a minute he’s scared you might start crying.

that is until you align your face right with his, knocking knees and letting out a whispered, “please?”

and he knows, knows by the way your chest is rising in paced slopes, and by the way he can see your nipples hardening under the sheer fabric of your top. hell, he’s been your best friend for years, he’s known since you broke up with your most recent ex and came running into his arms for support. but he still asks “please what?”

and then you were done, blubbering out a string of indecipherable sex-fuelled pleads about how turned on you were, how you needed him.

and before jj could continue letting his best friend fall under so much duress, he bends you over the arm of the couch and strips you of your clothing, stuffing himself into your cunt so unexpectedly that you let out a wail, walls contracting around him at the initial sting of the intrusion.

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[nenestansunsthings]

having svsss au ideas beyond my station

thinking. shang qinghua goes on a mission as a young disciple to some town in fuckoff nowhere and finds himself in the qiu household. and there he finds a young shen jiu, undergoing the plot he originally intended for him and hadn't realised had become real and he's so young oh god hes so young why is he so small what do you mean that part was real, he hadn't kept it why is it real—

and he panics and sneaks him the Fuck out of that house

and he's not sure what to do but surely sending him to cang qiong will fuck up something in the plot and he can't come under even more investigation and cang qiong tryouts dont happen for months anyway and his system would probably never allow it (it doesnt. it would interfere with yue qingyuans story) but shen jiu is refusing to stay anywhere near this place and wants to learn cultivating to protect himself make sure nothing like this ever happens again and sqh panics harder and

calls mobei jun.

okay. on second thought, maybe this was a bad idea. but he stumbles over himself and shushes baby shen jiu's very understandable freaking out and asks his king for the first thing hes ever asked for other than his own life.

is there any way this human child could learn cultivation in the demon world?

[calmchapsart]

Been seeing these guys on my dash, so have some long overdue art for them

[jockbots]

At any given point, assume I am thinking about Commander Cody

[theology101]

KVX: “In light of the death of our most recent CEO, we have decided to rebrand from Blue to Green. This will be nothing but a positive step forward for the company!”

Riz, salivating to eat another dragon: “So its run by a green dragon?”

Adaine: “Yeah your last two leaders straight up tried to kill us, maybe go for a Metallic dragon instead?”

*Kalvaxus’ green nepo-cousin slowly sneaking out*

[whumpypepsigal]

Outer Banks s04e10: “If [dad] was still around, he'd want us to work together. I know you know that.”

[sophsun1]

Britin + The running joke of Justin being a hustler

[kinkyrafe]

So Worth It

Part 17 of Bound By Trust

THIS WORK IS 18+ ! MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

Summary:

The one where you edge Rafe long enough that just tracing a specific vein is enough to make him c*m.

Warnings: dom/sub dynamics, domme!reader, sub!rafe, very explicit

taglist: @yagirlwrites @audzzz @valyrianflower @aariahnaa

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Rafe’s body shudders under your touch, his hips twitching each time you let your fingers trace along his thigh, each pass just a fraction closer to his cock. His breathing is ragged, is arms taut against the headboard as he clutches at the sheets, his eyes shut tight, almost like he’s praying for patience.

“Still with me, babe?” You ask, your voice teasingly gentle, leaning in to press your lips just below his ear. “Or have I worn you down?”

He lets out a soft, shaky laugh. “I’m here,” he whispers, his voice strained, full of barely-held restraint. “Just…you’re killing me, you know that?”

“Oh, I know,” you murmur with a wicked grin, running your hand up his chest, letting your fingers rest on the sensitive spot just above his heart, feeling it race under your touch. “That’s the whole idea, isn’t it?”

A whimper escapes him, his body instinctively angling toward you as you brush your finger tip over his sensitive nipple. “Please…just a little more,” he breathes, his voice full of need. “I’ll be good. Promise.”

“‘A little more,’ huh?” you muse, running your finger down his chest, featherlight, so soft it’s barely a touch. He shudders as you pause, letting your fingertips linger along the line of his abs, tracing the tension in his muscles. “You’ve said that twice now, you know.”

He lets out a weak chuckle, teeth sinking into his lip as he tries to focus, tries not to lose himself to the desperation clawing at him. “Come on, just this once, let me be a little greedy?”

“You, greedy? Just this once?” you tease, trailing a finger down, down, and then pausing just above the base of his cock, watching the way he twitches in response, his whole body straining toward you. “Tell me, how does it feel to want it this much?”

He opens his eyes, and there’s a pleading, almost reverent look in them, like he’s ready to say anything, do anything, if it means he can get closer to that edge. “Feels like…” He lets out a choked breath, barely able to get the words out. “Feels like I’ll lose it the second you touch me. Just…please.”

The sight of him, so vulnerable and open, makes you smile, your own pulse racing at the control you hold over him. You lean down, lips brushing his jawline, feeling the way his body reacts even to the lightest kiss. “One more question,” you murmur, your voice low and inviting. “How much would you do for me right now if I let you come?”

“Anything,” he whispers, his voice cracking with need. “You know I would.”

With a soft smile, you finally let your fingers drift down, just tracing the pulsing vein along his shaft, feeling the heat of him as he gasps, the sensation clearly overwhelming. 

His breath catches, and he lets out a strangled cry, his body tightening as he shatters completely, giving in to the release, the orgasm he’s been aching for so long now. And then he is cumming. Hard.

The intensity of the orgasm leaves him shaking, moaning, his grip on the sheets slackening as he surrenders, his entire focus locked on you, on every delicate movement of your hand as you guide him through it.

“You did so well,” you murmur, pressing a tender kiss to his forehead as he comes down, his breath still catching in uneven gasps. “Every second was worth it, wasn’t it?”

He lets out a contented sigh, managing a blissful smile as he nods, his voice soft and reverent. “Every single second.”

“That’s why I make you endure this,” you say with a proud smile, your fingers running through his hair.

“That’s why I let you make me endure this,” he retorts, his eyes closed from the exhaustion, his smile tired but so, so pleased.

[ceilidho]

Soap is the least financially responsible. Ghost doesn’t have a bank account. Price is old money and may have said something similar to ‘how expensive could it be, it’s a banana- 12 dollars?’ At one point in time(he denies it). Gaz has the most financial responsibility, however, he does online shop an unfortunate amount and keeps opening credit card lines

(Bonus- horangi may no longer gamble but he’s also a little stupid with money sometimes and he’s always the one to say “This rounds on me, boys!” , and konig has a Swiss bank account and 2 off shore accounts and never pays for lunch when he goes out with other men. )

holy shit.......what's it like being clairvoyant

[lostsyren]

Gonna need Rafe to yearn, pine, beg for Sofia back when he realises he was in the wrong next season

[alloutshirt]

remembered second 28 clothing drop is coming

[luck-of-the-drawings]

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saw alot of comments on prev pages; saying 'i HATE that mean teacher! im gonna FIGHT HIM!!' & i LOVE the energy!! it WOULD be nice. to have that catharsis. but the story of young tidestrider is Not one of catharsis. it is a story of being so small and so special and sucking so bad.