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The Role of Sanitizer Testing Labs in Safeguarding Public Health in India

The role of sanitizers in public health has become increasingly important, particularly in the wake of the COVID-19 pandemic. As individuals continue to prioritize hand hygiene to protect themselves from harmful germs and viruses, the demand for safe and effective hand sanitizers has skyrocketed. In India, where millions rely on sanitizers for daily protection, ensuring the safety and efficacy of these products is paramount. This is where sanitizer testing lab play a vital role.

Sanitizer testing labs in India are instrumental in safeguarding public health by ensuring that sanitizers meet stringent safety, efficacy, and quality standards. Through rigorous testing protocols and compliance with regulatory guidelines, these labs help prevent the distribution of substandard products, thus protecting consumers from potential harm. In this blog, we will explore how sanitizer testing labs contribute to public health, focusing on their crucial role in testing, compliance, and quality assurance.

Why Sanitizer Testing is Crucial for Public Health

Sanitizers are a primary tool in the fight against germs and infections, offering an easy and effective way to reduce harmful microorganisms. However, not all sanitizers are created equal. Inadequate formulations, improper alcohol content, or contamination can undermine their effectiveness, potentially leading to public health risks.

Testing ensures that hand sanitizers meet the required standards, offering users the protection they need without exposing them to harmful chemicals or ineffective formulations. A sanitizer that does not meet standards can fail to kill germs, contributing to the spread of infectious diseases. On the other hand, an improperly formulated sanitizer could cause skin irritation, allergies, or even toxicity.

The Role of Sanitizer Testing Labs in Ensuring Safety

Sanitizer testing labs in India are equipped to conduct a range of tests to ensure that sanitizers meet the highest safety and efficacy standards. Here are some key ways in which these labs contribute to safeguarding public health:

1. Microbial Efficacy Testing

One of the primary functions of a sanitizer is its ability to kill harmful microorganisms. Microbial efficacy testing is crucial in determining whether a sanitizer is effective in reducing or eliminating bacteria, viruses, and fungi. In India, testing labs follow recognized international standards such as EN 1276 (for bactericidal activity) and EN 1500 (for virucidal activity) to assess a sanitizer's effectiveness.

These tests ensure that sanitizers provide the intended protection against common pathogens such as E. coli, Salmonella, and the viruses that cause influenza and COVID-19. By passing these tests, sanitizers are certified as capable of reducing harmful microbial load, which is crucial for preventing infections and promoting public health.

2. Alcohol Content Verification

The alcohol content in hand sanitizers is a critical factor in their ability to kill germs. The World Health Organization (WHO) recommends hand sanitizers with at least 60% ethanol or 70% isopropyl alcohol to be effective against a broad spectrum of pathogens. Testing labs in India rigorously check the alcohol content in sanitizers to ensure it meets these international guidelines.

Gas Chromatography (GC) and High-Performance Liquid Chromatography (HPLC) are used to accurately measure alcohol levels in sanitizers. If the alcohol content is too low, the sanitizer may fail to meet efficacy standards, rendering it ineffective at preventing infections. Labs also test for consistency in alcohol concentration across different batches, ensuring that consumers receive a product that consistently delivers the expected results.

3. Toxicity and Skin Irritation Tests

Sanitizers are intended to be applied to the skin, and as such, they must be safe for regular use. Toxicity tests and skin irritation assessments are conducted to ensure that the product does not cause harm, such as irritation, allergic reactions, or other adverse effects. For these tests, labs often use patch tests and dermatological safety studies to evaluate the potential for skin reactions.

In India, where climate conditions can be harsh, particularly in hot and humid areas, the likelihood of skin irritation increases. Therefore, it is essential to ensure that hand sanitizers are gentle on the skin while still being effective. Labs help manufacturers fine-tune their formulas, eliminating harmful ingredients that could cause irritation or long-term skin damage.

4. Stability and Shelf-Life Testing

To ensure that sanitizers remain effective over time, it is essential to test their stability. Stability testing involves evaluating how well a product maintains its chemical integrity and microbial efficacy over a specified period under various environmental conditions.

In India, where temperature and humidity can fluctuate significantly, the shelf life of sanitizers can vary. Testing labs expose sanitizer samples to different storage conditions, including high temperatures and humidity, to determine how long the product will retain its efficacy. By performing these tests, sanitizer manufacturers can ensure that their products remain safe and effective throughout their shelf life, providing consumers with reliable protection.

5. Compliance with Regulatory Standards

In India, hand sanitizers are regulated by the Drugs Controller General of India (DCGI) and the Bureau of Indian Standards (BIS). These bodies set the standards for sanitizer formulations, packaging, labeling, and more. Sanitizer testing labs help manufacturers ensure that their products comply with these regulations, which are designed to protect public health.

For instance, the BIS IS 1476 standard outlines the specifications for hand sanitizers, including permissible limits for alcohol content, pH levels, and microbial efficacy. Labs help manufacturers ensure that their products meet these standards, facilitating smooth market entry and consumer trust. Additionally, testing labs assist in securing certifications that guarantee the product meets national safety and efficacy requirements.

6. Ensuring Quality Control Across Batches

Quality control is a crucial part of the manufacturing process. Sanitizer testing labs in India perform batch testing to ensure that every batch of sanitizer produced meets the same high standards. Batch-to-batch consistency is essential for maintaining product reliability and consumer trust.

Testing labs monitor and test different batches of sanitizer for alcohol content, microbial efficacy, and chemical stability. By conducting these tests, labs help manufacturers identify any potential inconsistencies and address them before the product reaches the consumer. This continuous monitoring ensures that every bottle of sanitizer on the market provides the same level of protection and safety.

Conclusion: The Critical Role of Sanitizer Testing Labs in Public Health

Sanitizers are essential tools for preventing the spread of infections, particularly in the face of global health crises. The importance of sanitizer testing labs in India cannot be overstated, as they play a crucial role in ensuring the safety, efficacy, and quality of these products. From microbial efficacy and alcohol content testing to skin irritation and stability assessments, testing labs help manufacturers meet regulatory requirements and safeguard public health.

By ensuring that sanitizers are effective, safe, and consistent, these labs contribute to building consumer trust and promoting public health. With the continuous evolution of regulations and safety standards, the role of sanitizer testing labs in India remains vital in ensuring that sanitizers continue to provide the protection individuals rely on for their health and well-being.

In summary, sanitizer testing labs are the unsung heroes in the fight against infectious diseases, providing a critical layer of assurance for both manufacturers and consumers. They are indispensable in safeguarding public health and ensuring that the products people use every day are safe and effective.

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[clumsypuppy]

i have an idea for a character design but what animals are usually associated with medicine??? the most common answer i got was snake, but i also thought of lab rats/mice, rabbits etc

[magichats]

Nearly done writing a fanfic, just gotta get through the rest of the chapter and make a big decision before I do a few more editing pass

Namely do I lean harder into making the protagonist frankenstein's creature-esque or not (they are in fact a zombie who has had science done to them to bring them back from death so it's not that you couldn't reasonably make the connection to frankenstein's creature). If I do, I gotta re-write some scenes and things

[chronicbitchsyndrome]

so: masking: good, unequivocally. please mask and please educate others on why they should mask to make the world safer for immune compromised people to participate in.

however: masking is not my policy focus and it shouldn't be yours, either. masking is a very good mitigation against droplet-born illnesses and a slightly less effective (but still very good) mitigation against airborne illnesses, but its place in the pyramid of mitigation demands is pretty low, for several reasons:

it's an individual mitigation, not a systemic one. the best mitigations to make public life more accessible affect everyone without distributing the majority of the effort among individuals (who may not be able to comply, may not have access to education on how to comply, or may be actively malicious).

it's a post-hoc mitigation, or to put it another way, it's a band-aid over the underlying problem. even if it was possible to enforce, universal masking still wouldn't address the underlying problem that it is dangerous for sick people and immune compromised people to be in the same public locations to begin with. this is a solvable problem! we have created the societal conditions for this problem!

here are my policy focuses:

upgraded air filtration and ventilation systems for all public buildings. appropriate ventilation should be just as bog-standard as appropriately clean running water. an indoor venue without a ventilation system capable of performing 5 complete air changes per hour should be like encountering a public restroom without any sinks or hand sanitizer stations whatsoever.

enforced paid sick leave for all employees until 3-5 days without symptoms. the vast majority of respiratory and food-borne illnesses circulate through industry sectors where employees come into work while experiencing symptoms. a taco bell worker should never be making food while experiencing strep throat symptoms, even without a strep diagnosis.

enforced virtual schooling options for sick students. the other vast majority of respiratory and food-borne illnesses circulate through schools. the proximity of so many kids and teenagers together indoors (with little to no proper ventilation and high levels of physical activity) means that if even one person comes to school sick, hundreds will be infected in the following few days. those students will most likely infect their parents as well. allowing students to complete all readings and coursework through sites like blackboard or compass while sick will cut down massively on disease transmission.

accessible testing for everyone. not just for COVID; if there's a test for any contagious illness capable of being performed outside of lab conditions, there should be a regulated option for performing that test at home (similar to COVID rapid tests). if a test can only be performed under lab conditions, there should be a government-subsidized program to provide free of charge testing to anyone who needs it, through urgent cares and pharmacies.

the last thing to note is that these things stack; upgraded ventilation systems in all public buildings mean that students and employees get sick less often to begin with, making it less burdensome for students and employees to be absent due to sickness, and making it more likely that sick individuals will choose to stay home themselves (since it's not so costly for them).

masking is great! keep masking! please use masking as a rhetorical "this is what we can do as individuals to make public life safer while we're pushing for drastic policy changes," and don't get complacent in either direction--don't assume that masking is all you need to do or an acceptable forever-solution, and equally, don't fall prey to thinking that pushing for policy change "makes up" for not masking in public. it's not a game with scores and sides; masking is a material thing you can do to help the individual people you interact with one by one, and policy changes are what's going to make the entirety of public life safer for all immune compromised people.

[honeydewandcake]

TW — Asylum/Hospital setting, mental disorders, medical malpractice

Inspired by Fran Bow, Sparklecare, Pure Trance, and other such things; I had an idea for a Dandy’s World AU that centers around a hospital setting

I feel like a lot of people don’t like asylum or hospital AUs because they are full of exaggerated or misinformed ideas of what mental illness is. I tried not to do that, though I’m not a professional so I still might be wrong about some things. I don’t want to take this idea too far in fear that it might be distasteful, but I do want to share this idea to see if others like it too.

Dandy’s Care is a separate world where, instead of a museum, Dandy and his friends were meant to be for a children’s hospital to treat the sick and ill. They were meant to be comfort characters to patients and were meant to support them during their stay. Like in Dandy’s World, the hospital shut down due to unspecified sanitation issues. Dandy, also known as Dr. Dandicus Dancifer, slowly became more and more starved for activity. He started targeting his friends, making the hospital into an asylum for them. He changed their characters, changing his friends into patients. The toons have no memory of their former self, only knowing their diseased and ill present self.

The staff is made up of the main toons. All of them are nurses and Dandy is the main doctor. They all act like their former selves, though they have no memory. I didn’t want to draw all of them so just imagine Astro and Vee in these uniforms.

Read more to see other toons (not all of them drawn or thought of yet, don’t attack me ;-;) ↓

Razzle and Dazzle, the only ones that I thought of completely because I already drew them before. They’re the reason why I made this entire thing anyway.

They are just experiments by Dandy, who wanted to see if the two could live together if they were attached. They used to love each other, now they don’t. Razzle is no longer looking for comedy, Dazzle is no longer looking for hope. Both are only set on the idea of revenge against Dandy for making them this way.

Life is hard when you can only feel the sensations on one half on your body, they can barely walk and can only stand or sit. They take many painkillers as their wounds take a long time to health properly. They wish they could escape this place and just die already, but they’re stuck and forced to live for as long as Dandy wants.

Razzle is a lot more violent now. He is prone to biting and scratching the staff. He hates doing all the lab tests and medical procedures, he hates being near Dazzle, he hates being stuck in this living hell. Razzle is the reason why they’re not allowed near sharp or blunt objects.

Dazzle became paranoid, scared of any noise that happens. He’s terrified of Razzle because of how violent he can get, he hates him too. Dazzle cries a lot, he cries until he can’t everyday. Dazzle wishes he could just die already, he thinks everything is scary and out to get him.

Shrimpo is thought to be a patient that had anger issues and aggressive tendencies. According to Dandy, he was admitted for being violent in public, although this is only part of the fake story that Dandy gave him. Shrimpo was forced to get a lobotomy, unethical but who cares. Dandy sure didn’t.

He’s still in the recovery phase, so he might be a bit loopy. Once those bandages are off, he’ll be as right as rain. Shrimpo is a wanderer around the hospital as he’s no longer a threat. He’s allowed to leave his room and go out in the play yard but only if a nurse is with him.

Shrimpo doesn’t really have much going for him. His thoughts are scrambled and he only cares for things in front of him. Although the lobotomy made him more passive, it doesn’t mean he’s any better in terms of motivation. Shrimpo certainly has no drive for anything anymore, he doesn’t mind but it gets in the way of his health as well. The staff needs to remind him to go to the dining room to eat or to go take a shower, because otherwise he’ll forget.

Boxten was made to believe that he has had problems with insomnia ever since he was little, of course it’s not true. He takes sleeping pills and melatonin, but it only seems to worsen his nightmares. This makes him skip his doses to avoid sleeping, repeating the cycle over and over.

Boxten is afraid of imaginary things that might get him. He thinks they’ve already in his head, eating away at his brain and giving him nightmares. Of course the only thing the nurses can see is his music box. Boxten has lost all trust in the staff since they couldn’t see or feel the things he can.

In my original notes, it said that Boxten might have psychosis.

Well that’s all the once I’ve drawn, I don’t really have the motivation to make every single toon. I have a couple of ideas though

— Goob somehow survived a terrible accident, but both his arms needed to be amputated making him armless. He suffers from brain damage and internal bleeding. He doesn’t seem to have any change in his personality, still as joyful as ever. Maybe it’s a coping mechanism

— Tisha has severe OCD which damages her mental health. She’s constantly worried about everything that happens around her, making her super aware of her surroundings. She could be a danger to herself and others as she sometimes has very aggressive thoughts but can’t control her actions. She unintentionally hurts herself because of her OCD, such as washing her hands so many times that they start to bleed.

Not for a toon, but I did have an idea for an added addition to the hospital. Maybe there’s a twisted reform center where the staff try and heal twisteds back to their normal self. They would clean the ichor from them but since the ichor is also inside of them their personalities don’t change as much. Twisteds such as Finn and R&D might be too far gone though, they would have to be disabled for life. I might draw this idea because I think it’s kind of cool, I definitely will if people also think this is interesting.

[cor-lapis-candy]

Hear me out, Dottore, experiment with everything once, make an experiment out of sex and not tell you till you see a document with a hypothesis and conclusion after he asked you to try something out with him or his segments, Dottore who I believe whole heartedly that if his partner had a chronic illness would use and experiment on the limits of it.

Say chronic fatigue, a partner that sleeps and sleeps, deep and long no matter how long or short they have been awake, leading him to experiment and mayyyybe development a sleeping beauty kink.

This is about somnophilia and technically CNC as he asks but your already half into sleep, so if someone getting down and dirty with a sleeping person is not your thing don't click the read more.

This is your ⚠️ warning ⚠️.

The cool wood of the desk next to the observation area of Dottore, segments coming and going between the sterile zone and the small area that holds sheets of paper and other documentation for whatever was going on in the room at that small window looked into.

Prime, your partner and lover is standing next to you watching the experiment with a cold indifference that some might take for displeasure if they didn't know him, but as you blink sluggishly at him you can see the curiosity and eager attention to the experiment clear as day.

When he turns to look at you, sliding his mask off and pushing his hair back out of his face, that curiosity becomes all about you, the sleepy, slumped over human that was covered by his harbinger cloak, the fluffy collar almost swallowing your head and cushions you from the hard wood.

The sight brews an idea, just how far could be push when you fell asleep...

He had asked you if he could test something as you were dozing off and the muffled response was affirmative sounding, so once you were down and out he had his segments end the experiment and ran a full sanitation of the lab, it was loud, unbearably loud and yet you didn't even react more than a flinch and mumble before nuzzling into the fluff of his coat.

Following the full sanitation he had one of his segments move you into the lab area, making sure to keep the coat you had wrapped around yourself under your head as he had you laid out on the examination slab.

There are multiple hands tugging and pulling clothes out of the way, there are stops and starts as he thinks sometimes you will wake, making internal notes of what makes you mumble or twitch as his segments finally get you naked and somewhat in position on the slab.

He has each segment run a different task, one is pinching and rolling your nipples with his bare hands, another is kissing and gently gnawing on your neck, the third and final is kneeling on the slab between your legs fingers lubed up and working to slowly open you up.

It's fascinating to watch as his segments manage to get your sleeping form so worked up, lube only being added periodically in small amounts instead of larger more consistent applications, the segment playing with your chest is almost as fervent in marking your chest and collarbones as the one that had changed to kissing and tugging on your earlobes?

Regardless of his segments own proclivities, all of them were still unsuccessful at waking you, your sleep seemed so deep and peaceful that even as he orders the segment that is four fingers deep in you to pull away and find something else to test on your body you do not wake.

Taking the place of his segment, he settles on his knees between your legs, grunting about his coats clasps and the need to undo them for this, once he is able to free himself it's simple to get a segment to lube him up and hold your legs apart as he shuffled closer and eases himself in, sighing happily as his head tilts back and his hips jerk as you tighten around him.

It's a good few minutes into what had devolved into a mess of segments pushing each other out of the way to grope at you, and Dottore prime fucking away between your legs, already having cum twice but downed a small experiment that he had saved for a rainy day to keep himself going, that you begin to wake.

Mouth full of one of the segments and hands cupping one segment each, your neck a mess of bites, hickies, saliva and bruises that lead down to a just as marked up chest, it's disorienting to come back too waking as you groan around the cock in your mouth, swallowing thickly and breathing through your nose as you can barely hear Dottore prime speak up his hips still snapping against yours with a filthy wet squelching sound.

"well now that you're awake, it's time to put some more theories to the test... Now be a good dear and just keep still."

[fatuilavaaaarer]

→⟩°⌊FATHER DOTTORE X DAUGHTER READER⌋

.;`~☆ NSFW .ᐟ.ᐟ.ᐟ

.ᐟ.ᐟ.ᐟ TW : , Father-Daughter Incest, Noncon, Grooming, Experimentation, Use of Toys, Segment Orgy, Audience, Gaslighting, Manipulation .ᐟ.ᐟ.ᐟ

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- ⋮ ` Please Read @ Your Own Risk .ᐟ.ᐟ.ᐟ I DO NOT ADVICE OR SUPPORT THIS IN ANY WAY .ᐟ.ᐟ.ᐟ This Is For COPING PURPOSES IN NO WAY DO I SUPPORT THE FOLLOWING .ᐟ.ᐟ.ᐟ

Please ;  Keep Yourself Safe, Love From Author , Remember , You Matter 𓈒𓏸

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Finding yourself hiding in his lab coat during surgeries, fiddling with his pockets, minutes might as well be hours to a child like you, looking at all the machines he would work with, hiding behind his leg while surrounded in his lab coat as you stared up at the way his hands held a mutation of sorts. Being a child and witnessing all the colorful buttons on the various interesting machines, any child would be frustrated after so long, just standing still, waiting for your father to finish his surgery.

So you would often fall asleep by his foot, an adorable and amusing sight to him once he looked down to find your head snuggled against his boots, a genuine smile. Was his smile genuine because he genuinely adored your adorable behavior? — Or was his smile genuine because he admired himself for his intellect and brilliance that led to creating you?

Your adorable childish attitude has indeed amused him, unfortunately, you would most likely just get in the way of his mobility, most likely to affect the surgery. He placed his bloody instruments back down, the snap of the rubber as he took his stained gloves off echoed through the operation room. With a soft dark chuckle he scooped you into his arms before a segment took you away so you wouldn’t bother anything.

You were no stranger to experiments, regularly having scheduled checkups or surgeries to study you. As a child you were used to the cold, used to the cold air in his lab, the freezing sanitized metal table you would sit and lay on, even your fathers cold gloved hands. Your fathers segments within the room, studying you as their prime examined every bit of your body. Various x-rays and scans, even spreading your legs and examining your folds. You were no stranger to crowds of segments just observing you as you solved various advanced equations and riddles, testing your iq, eq, even creativity. Studying until the next day had been built into your schedule, your fathers segments often lecturing you on various scientific fields.

Unfortunately, like your father, you had no friends. Often alone and entertaining yourself with a book or with a piece of scrap machinery. When you were given the opportunity to interact with other children your age, you were baffled and disgusted by their lack of knowledge, making it almost impossible for you to communicate. Your father had always told you how different the two of you were from the rest of society, and you couldn’t help but be thankful for it. It wasn’t any different with adults either, treating you like a toddler. Often making comments about your wide vocabulary, often saying such things as ‘Oh, that’s such a big word!’ It was truly tiresome and so you chose to spend your time with your father.

Reaching into your preteen years your father began a new routine. Your body is changing and developing, afterall, he must examine his treasured creation, he would say.

Your naked body laid on the pristine white hospital bed. Vulnerable to his gaze, looking at your chest, he gazed down your torso and to your hips. Your figure had begun to develop, focusing his attention onto your stomach before dropping his gaze further down to your hips, observing the growth of your pubic hairs. You had been softly mewling to yourself as he poked and prodded at your skin. With a cold gloved hand, he grazed the side of your hip, a signal for you to flip onto your stomach, his hand slipping under your hips, bringing your ass up. He squeezed your ass, his thumb pulling back the soft skin to reveal your hole. He remained silent as he mentally took note of all the changes that he had observed, his eyes drifting back to your flushed face, he couldn’t help the mischievous smirk that crept onto his face.

“Someone’s a bit frustrated, aren’t we?” He teased, his deep dark voice made your knees weak, as if he was mocking you for being so aroused. His gloved hand softly rubbing your ass.

Already well versed with human anatomy and reproduction at a very young age, you didn’t show much interest in the traditional ways of reproduction. But your hormones were working against your mind, the carnal desire rising every second your untouched hole and clit ached. It was freezing but you felt so hot, with his hands touching your naked body while your ass was propped up to reveal more. He was obviously just toying with you at that point.

You were an intelligent child, you knew what your body wanted, so with a devilish grin his finger trailed your folds, earning an unexpected soft carnal moan of desire from you. A side of your face was buried into a soft white pillow. Your father was a cruel cruel man, you knew that much. You were so utterly wet, you desperately needed relief, so at a desperate attempt you rubbed your hand against your folds. You looked so pitiful. His little creation, his daughter, on her knees, with her ass up and face down, itching for release.

His lips to your ears, sending teasing little breaths down your neck, taking pity on you, he decided to give you an ounce of satisfaction. “Look at yourself, utterly pitiful. A shame we all must bend to carnal desires, don’t you think, my child?” He let his middle finger slip through your folds, rubbing your aching clit for you. You whined in response, hoping he would rub harder. “You’re familiar with the concept of masturbation but I suppose you’ve never had the urge to do so until now. Poor little thing, yet to discover the pleasures of the flesh… the feeling of coming, and wanting to do so until your vision fades. But not to worry your pretty little hole” He spoke as his index finger pressed up against your opening “I’ll teach you very very well…”

You soon felt his finger press harder against you, screaming as you felt him circle your entrance, he began to drag it up and back down slowly, with a certain rhythm. His thumb playfully toying with your swollen clit, rubbing circles around it. You were left weak and crying, your moans getting louder as a knot in your stomach began to build. Moaning to your father about the strange sensation while his other hand had been leisurely playing with your ass, squeezing and slapping it to his content. Everytime you sobbed about the sensation, he merely shut you down, repeatedly telling you “not yet” until finally, you heard him calmly say “go ahead…” And so you did, you let yourself come undone by just his hand. A scream left you as you rolled your eyes back. Your first orgasm, achieved by your fathers skills. He pulled his slick finger out, the insane thought of licking his finger covered in your orgasm came to mind, and since when was he one for being selfless? You rode out your high and let your body collapse back onto the bed. Your mind still dazed, all you could think about was the pleasure.

Since that day your daily routine had changed. He’s been more affectionate to you, you used to think nothing of it when he kissed your neck and jawline but after the day he opened your body to new overwhelmingly addictive feelings, arousal was always in the air. Everything became so utterly lewd to you, surprised to discover your new test were to use dildos, vibrators, even having to ride a segments face to ‘check your endurance’. You were becoming a whore for your father well into your preteens, your evenings with him spent in lewd activities. He absolutely adores seeing his most precious creation be needy for him. He records, or rather films everything. When the two of you are alone at home, he loves to film you riding him. While he’s lecturing you, your face is buried into the pillow as your eyes try and focus on the words on the page, his hips slamming against yours as his words fall deaf to your ears. Loves to play with your clit and finger you while you still wore your underwear when he’s bored doing some menial important documents he can’t trust his segments with.

He’s become a very affectionate man to you behind closed doors, before he goes on a long mission he makes sure to ruthlessly love and fill you up the night and morning before he leaves. It’s required that you must make out with him before bidding him goodbye. You’ve grown used to the constant sex and affection, so has he, becoming separated for a long period of time without your presence is unnerving to him. Ever since he created you he had looked after you, cared for you, made sure you were well loved. It was hard for both of you whenever he had no choice. But once left alone, you can’t help but doubt his affections, wondering if it was just another way of manipulation. But once his segments and himself showered you with affections yet again, you’re reminded that he did admire you, adored your very existence, in his own sick and twisted way.

[thediaryofaurora]

It’s ok if you can’t but I would love for the next headcanons for creepypasta character could you do X-Virus.

General HCs

X-Virus/Cody Anderson

Sorry this one is sooooo long. I have so much to say about this nerd.

- Seventeen! Barely older than Toby.

- Roughly 6’0, maybe a little over. He isn’t very toned, since he really just sits in the lab all day.

- White with mostly Welsh heritage.

- He was in foster case from about seven to thirteen. His mom was neglectful and a drug addict so child services inevitably took him away. He was adopted by a pathologist who created and spread chronic diseases that only he knew how to treat, which he profited from since he was the only person who knew how to cure them.

- His foster father had used Cody as an assistant and made sure he knew his way around the lab. They would often test the diseases on animals first and see if the cure worked just enough so that people would continuously come back for medication rather than completely healing. At around fifteen Cody was trusted to be in the lab alone, so he would take the time to test more fatal things on the test subjects. A few years later when he was about seventeen, he was a little too desensitized to fatal infections and death. He thought seeing how animals reacted to his creations weren’t enough to prove the data he wanted.

- With that, he went into one of his lonesome neighbor’s homes in the dead of night and tested one of his viruses on him. He had planned to return home and brush it off, but Slender thought he was too valuable to let him go.

- This dude is a GENIUS, and a massive nerd. Most of the residents overlook it since he’s just a dumb teenager who works in the infirmary, but he’s extremely intelligent. He spends all of his days studying and analyzing data, so it’s kind of a given.

- Mainly gets along with Toby, EJ, and surprisingly Helen.

- Since him and Toby are extremely close in age, they naturally hovered to each other when they first met. They aren’t necessarily similar, but they do have a brotherly connection.

- Him and EJ work together in the infirmary/ lab, so they have to communicate and at least slightly get along. Jack almost sees him as an annoying little sibling, but it’s a nice presence. Cody really looks up to him and that means a lot.

- Helen stops by on occasion to talk to Jack and over time he started talking to Cody. They’re strangely compatible given their age difference and personalities, but Helen’s a listener and Cody can’t help but ramble. Helen does botany in his free time, so he’ll bring by plants for him to study or incorporate into his excitements. Cody always makes sure to track Helen down and give him all the results and notes he took of whatever plant he had brought.

- Germaphobe. His hands are DRY from over washing and using so much hand sanitizer.

- He has a bunch of rodents and other test animals for his experiments. He’s made sure to tell Nina if she ever doesn’t want her guinea pigs anymore he’d be glad to take them.

- Strangely smells like a dentist’s office. With all the chemicals, hand sanitizer, and air fresheners in the lab he’s bound to.

- Allergic to dogs, and cats, and everything ever.

- He’s a pretty big recluse. A perfect day in his eyes is sitting alone in the lab and testing a bunch of random shit, which sounds pretty boring to anyone he tells that to.

- Cyber punk enthusiast to the absolute core. You can’t look at him and think otherwise.

- He rarely goes on missions. Usually he’s stationed in the lab to either cover for EJ or do whatever the hell he wants. In the occasion that he does get sent out, him and Jack make a great pair. Since EJ can sense pretty much anything and everything, all Cody needs is the go ahead to take the kill.

- Straight, but he doesn’t really think about intimate relationships very often. If he’s watching a movie with romance in it he might think on it for a little, but he prioritizes his work over anything. If he had to date someone in the mansion, it would probably be Nina. She’s as hyper as him and doesn’t know anything about science, so she gladly listens to whatever he’s working on. However, in realistic terms he wouldn’t date her.

- He likes musicals, I specifically mention this because Repo! The Genetic Opera reminds me of him and he would absolutely love that movie.

- Listens to a surprising amount of goth music. He thinks it’s the only music that makes him feel more productive, so he puts in his wired headphones and works while listening to it. Massive Siouxsie and the Banshees fan.

- His room is PRISTINE. Absolutely no decorations, just scattered files and white bedding. Since he’s such a germaphobe he tries to keep his room as clean as possible, even if he’s not in it very much. He thrives on energy drinks and the most sleep he gets is a nap, usually in the lab with his head down on his desk.

- HORRIBLE handwriting, definitely adds up with him being somewhat of a doctor. Pretty much only him and Helen can (almost) decipher it.

- He gets soooo giddy when referred to as Dr. Anderson. It doesn’t happen very often, but when it does he’s ecstatic, especially because that’s what his foster father went by.

- Wears a lab coat and goggles on the regular. It’s not always necessary, but he feels so accomplished when he does. Occasionally wears scrubs.

- He’s been one of my favorites for like five years.

Thank you for reading! Feedback and requests are welcome.

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[some-small-mercy]

Shadows in the Cave – Notes on an Incursion – The Dream Eaters

Oneirophages are a form of hypergeometric parasite and predator of opportunity – though controversy remains as to whether they should instead be viewed as a potential Successor species. While not an initial part of Project Orpheus, they have proven to be a major obstacle to our progress. The Director has, on behalf of the Steering Committee, determined that they represent valuable objects of study in their own right. As such, the following report has been compiled for review by the team being spun off for this new project.

To attain the desired state of consciousness, Orpheus subjects underwent intensive experimental therapies involving pharmaceutical cocktails, induced insomnia, advanced meditation techniques and extreme sensory deprivation. Encountering the oneirophage was initially considered a sign of early success, and the second test group underwent the same procedure as the subjects who had made contact.

This proved to be a mistake. The eventual loss of all three of the first test groups – as well as significant numbers of research and support staff – combined with the cost of sanitizing the lab sites have set Orpheus back by at minimum several years. A slight silver lining is that oneirophages are now very probably the best-studied and most well-understood hypergeomtric species yet encountered.

The Orpheus team’s first error was their most fundamental, though this was impossible to know at the time; the sudden spike in brain waves and vital signs was not the result of a test subject encountering an oneirophage, but of them being devoured by one.

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THREAT ARDENT HONEYBEE is an INTRUDER that PATRIOT agents have engaged and dispatched at least four different times across the latter twentieth century. It’s probably been hovering around Wall Street while at least a few different fortunes were minted, too. We suspect but cannot confirm that it’s the ultimate source of myths and folktales about selling your soul to the devil for worldly fortune. At minimum, K-CELL terminated at least one satanist cult centred around a summoning ritual to do exactly that in 20XX, and is as of writing still tracing it’s source (c.f. OPERATION MIRRORED CABARET).

ARDENT HONEYBEE isn’t really a hunter. You have to go looking to find it, and have to invite it in for it to sink its teeth into the world – and even then, the INTRUSION remains anchored to whatever cultist contacted it. There are a lot of cases where you end up having to deal with dumb assholes and tragically unlucky victims on your way to cleaning out an INTRUSION – sleep easy knowing that whatever you have to do to deal with an anchor at the heart of it, they deserve it a dozen times over.

If you believe you are dealing with ARDENT HONEYBEE, remember:

The anchor will be unnaturally healthy, fit, diligent and intelligent. Depending on the state of the INTRUSION, possibly past any sane human limits.

They will also be ambitious, driven, and probably well on their way to being famous. Be smart and be discrete – they’re not people who can just disappear without questions.

Everyone else around them will be lethargic, depressed idiots. The effect doesn’t discriminate between friends and enemies, just who falls asleep near the anchor.

ARDENT HONEYBEE doesn’t seem to mention this to its anchors.

There’s only one way to banish it.

Nothing here is bulletproof.

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It is the vanity of our naive and sheltered species to believe our souls are bonfires in the gloom, beacons of spiritual power which higher and lower things might strive to claim by conquest, commerce or trickery. Vanity, and an often dangerous species of hubris at that; our souls are as flickering and failable as our flesh, and as of little interest to the true powers and potentates of the universe.

But just as we are not so far from the highest heavens that we cannot gaze up in awe, we may at least look down at the teaming earth beneath us. And just as much of the true danger to our flesh comes not from great beasts but mosquitoes and bacteria, so too does the threat of contact with higher frequencies of existence to our psyches come not from their masters but their pests.

I would personally chose to name it Duval Psychosis, after the first known sufferer. The materials you’ve so helpfully provided from your friends show what could be a number of historical cases of the same thing, but frankly you’ll have to hold me at gunpoint before I call something ‘The Curse of Unbounded Passions’ with a straight face. As a compromise, I might suggest Lodestar Syndrome. Whatever you might want to call it, the disease is best understood as a kind of rabies of the soul. An infection most dangerous to those who astrally project or attain certain advanced levels of psychic regression and pattern resonance, as they are the only individuals who might conceivably be exposed to the psychic vermin that transmit it.

The first symptoms are difficult to detect, not because they are subtle but because no one is going to consider them bad. Sudden increases in discipline, diligence, and overall productivity. The magical appearance of ambition and drive, and the impression of having sat down and considered what they wanted to achieve with their life. Even mysterious improvements in health, diet and physical activity. I don’t mind admitting that on the unfortunate occasions I’ve had to teach an undergraduate lecture, I’ve found myself wishing for a mass outbreak.

By the time the true consequences – the monomania, the psychopathic disregard for their relationships, the steadily degrading empathy for and patience with what they will inevitably consider ‘their lessers’ – they are already beyond helping.

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Oneirophages are not, to put it lightly, a social species. Lacking self-awareness or motivations of their own, they latch onto the most prominent and legible drives possessed by their victim in the moment of consumption. They are, even under the most thorough examination and interrogation, convinced they are the host, and utterly dedicated to fulfilling what they consider ‘their’ life’s work.

Given the extreme circumstances necessary to attract an oneirophage, it seems unlikely that they evolved to cooperate once they have secured a host. In our unfortunate natural experiment, each quickly became convinced the others were enemies and rivals or, at best, dangerous tools to be manipulated and controlled. Their opinions of living humans were even more instrumental and contemptuous, though in fairness all the baselines within the immediate area were so thoroughly debilitated by long-term exposure that from an instrumental perspective there was little to use them for.

Sanitizing the site was made simpler by the majority of oneirophages having been terminated by their peers at the time the operation commenced. The survivors exhibited physical capabilities and tactical reflexes significantly beyond baseline human limits, but unlike certain other hypergeometric infections, did succumb to the tactical application of overwhelming firepower to create ‘no-win’ scenarios – no special tactics necessary.

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ARDENT HONEYBEE is easy enough to detect, provided you’re looking out for it. Which we should be, but frankly negligence has led to more of the bastards getting a chance to run unchecked that it ever should have.

The deal is offers is nice and simple. You get the self-discipline, motivation, health and skill you need to achieve whatever dream was worth selling your soul for. In exchange, whenever anyone falls asleep near you, HONEYBEE starts helping itself to some of theirs instead.

The first warning we get of ARDENT HONEYBEE being active is sudden spikes in suicides and accidental deaths, confined to a specific apartment block or suburb. People drained until they’re barely living, either not able to motivate themselves to take any care or else not able to see the point in doing so. Every one of those deaths is one more payment the anchor makes in exchange for their worldly fortune and realized dreams.

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As a disease of the more fundamental frequencies of reality, Lodestar Syndrome propagates through ties of sympathy and symbolic connection more than physical proximity or interaction. The true extent of a given sufferer’s damage to those around them can thus be hard to truly ascertain. It is also, despite what your friends might hope, quite universally net-negative in outcome. We are not a species of heroes, much as we might dream otherwise. Bleeding ones peers of spiritual potency to become one will only ever be a juvenile and quixotic prospect.

I write this all in retrospect, of course. It only took a few unfortunate mishaps before I determined how to fortify my patients against such infections as their regression therapy approaches the Sublime. Still, I can assure you that what enhanced awareness they had was directed entirely towards their preexisting mundane aims. None showed an iota of new interest in Higher Mysteries, and while they took evidence of the paranormal in stride, they thought of it only as a threat or tool to exploit. A short-cut to enlightenment this is not; what sublime powers sufferers of Lodestar might seem to possess (e.g., absurd and preternatural levels of good luck attending them in all their affairs) is simply the natural result of their overflowing with parasitized spiritual energy.

The potential practical applications are thus wholly mundane and, frankly, rather unseemly to even consider. I have a professional obligation to my patients; if the success rate is less than ideal, it is not for lack of trying. If your friends have any hypothetical ideas about hand-picked culture-shapers and sin-eaters managed from a careful distance, I would ask not to be included in the conversation, and that it stay well away from my students.

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The only entirely reliable way to verify if someone is a oneirophage host (or victim) is through thorough MRI or surgical examination (most often carried out postmortem). The fungus growing in the brain stem, down the spinal cord and eventually throughout the nervous system is quite distinctive. In the most advanced cases, the oneirophage consumes it entirely and begins directly interfacing with the host’s muscles.

It’s still unclear quite how the organism reproduces – feeding victims bodies’ have specific feeding organs or roots growing through them, but it is only the original host whose parasite begins to flower. Given the lack of social activity or cooperation it seems likely that the species follows a heavily r-selected reproductive strategy, perhaps a mass budding or seed dispersal event if one is allowed to feed and grow intensely enough.

I fully support the new team in further study of this species, but it is my strong recommendation that no specimen be allowed to develop to that theorized level of maturity. While primary hosts do seem to authentically share human motivations, it seems unlikely that this will continue past the point of reproductive maturity – and in any event, with current estimates there will be few or any human hosts for the second generation to imprint on. I would urge the Director to reconsider them as a potential Successor species.

These are not heirs, they are cuckoos.

[thetxtdevil]

The Phlebotomist pt. 1

Yeonjun x Reader

summary: Phlebotomists are medical professionals who are trained to do blood draws. However, this phlebotomist is a vampire who stole your heart.

content: suggestive, blood duh, medical and bar setting, vampire yeonjun, human female reader, innocent reader, human world w/ mystical creatures

word count: 1.1k

Your nerves were on high, feet were bouncing annoying the person sitting next to you. You were in the doctors office for a check-up and agreed to do a blood test as part of your screening. Why did you agree to this you should've said no, you thought to yourself. The scent of the sanitized waiting room was giving you a migraine until you hear your name being called.

"y/n, l/n?"

You look up and froze. Why was a model in scrubs and why was he calling your name? The handsome man called your name again looking around for the patient. Then you remembered that you should get up. The man watches you stumble out of your chair and smiles to himself.

"Are you y/n? I am Yeonjun I'll be taking your labs today"

You nod and follow the model-like phlebotomist to another room.

"Here is your seat, I will be preparing the supplies"

You sat down on the chair and watch him as you roll your sleeves up. God he was beautiful, the maroon scrubs fit his toned body so nicely and went well with his raven black hair that outlined his sharp features.

"Are you nervous?"

You nod while Yeonjun admires your arm looking for a right spot.

"don't worry I have good aim" he winks

Your face was probably as red as your blood being drawn. Was he really flirting with you at this time?

Little did you know phlebotomist Yeonjun is a vampire. He is old enough in vampire years to know how to control himself along with humans. He stumbled upon a brochure advertising to become a phlebotomist, he was hesitant until he saw that all they do is to be around blood. He found that this job actually calms his urges to hunt and theres a program in the hospital that help mystical creatures like him. So he gets a discount on leftover donated blood bags something about "thank you for saving lives instead of killing them"

You take a deep breath as Yeonjun pokes your arm. You’re too nervous to notice him as he finds himself frozen by your scent. Yeonjun's pupils dilate over the sweet scent of your blood. Never in his years of doing this job did he get exhilarated by a patient.

yes it satisfied his needs but this…

this was different

Yeonjun continues doing his job debating whether he should prologue your visit or make you leave as fast as possible before he gets himself a trip to HR. As he bandages you up he takes one last look at you. Both of you stare at each other's eye for a while.

He thought you were as beautiful as you thought he was.

- - -

Days later you receive lab results claiming that you’re healthy, but there was one problem you were love sick. These days you were daydreaming about the handsome phlebotomist and wondered where could you find Yeonjun again.

As the love sickness continued you spent your days on the couch eating ice cream and watching random things on tv. Your phone explodes with messages from your friends inviting you to go bar hopping. A sigh of hesitation slips your mouth but you agreed to go to pass the time of one more lonely night.

Over the course of the night your group of friends became scattered as they found someone to sleep with or getting bored and went home. You were surprised how long you lasted. You guessed that the alcohol was doing its job of keeping your mind busy. Then, the lasting friends suggested to go to “Red Moon.”

You were nervous about the proposal. This was a bar for both mystical creatures and humans. Mystical creatures have become normalized in society, but they are still seen as potential danger. You were already scared of regular creeps, you were not ready to fight off a more powerful creep.

Your friends walk in the bar without a care in the world with you walking behind in in obvious terror. The dark bar was illuminated with red neon lights and was blasting music. Distracted by the diversity of humans and creatures you instantly loose your friends and now you pushed yourself into the corner of the bar for safety.

You look up to the bar tender who was obviously a werewolf and obviously judging you.

"Can I get a vodka cranberry, please?"

"Sure thing" the werewolf warmed up to you after the order.

As you were waiting for your drink, you feel hands on your waist and another's body against yours.

A deep voice whispers in you ear “Hello again y/n l/n”

You were about to smack the invader but stopped to realize the voice was familiar. Turning around you find the mystery voice belonged to the phlebotomist model. Yeonjun had a different aura about him. He looked more edgy and dark but still very handsome.

Yeonjun grabs your hand you were about to smack him with and stretches it out to see where he poked you with a needle.

He points at the sensitive area and says “see I told you I have good aim, barely a bruise”

You stare at him with a grin so entranced by the off-duty phlebotomist you comfortably left his body pressed against yours. Both of you stayed like that while talking and getting to know each other.

“So what are you doing in this bar”

“What do you mean?” Yeonjun relaxes his head into your neck.

“Isn’t this bar for creatures like werewolves, elves, pixies, a- and…”

You have a hard time finishing your sentence when you feel his lips against your neck.

“Vampires” he says while raising his head to look at you.

You nod looking at yeonjun closer. That’s when you noticed his eyes were now a dark shade of red and his smirk revealed long sharp fangs. You shivered at the sight and blush appeared on your cheeks. This reaction increased the delectable scent Yeonjun has been thinking about since he met you in the clinic.

"You... you're a vampire?"

"Yes, is that a problem?" he leans towards your face.

You two stare into each others eyes like before. Yeonjun's red eyes switch from your eyes to your lips.

"You've never been with a vampire before have you?"

You shake your head no. You move a hand to reach for his neck pressing down to find the lack of pulse. The cold touch was enough to clarify your discovery. This made the man shiver.

"How about you take me home and you'll find out what its like being with a vampire, hmm?" he says as he grasps your hand.

He's cocky yet still a gentleman. You turn around asking the bartender for a shot of vodka. You down it, leave a tip, and turn to Yeonjun again.

"Let's fucking do this"

part 2 -> link

A nuisance,

TxT's Devil

[testing-services]

How Sanitizer Testing Labs Help Brands in India Get Product Approvals?

In the rapidly growing health and hygiene sector, sanitizer products have become a staple in every Indian household, workplace, and public space. With this rise in demand, brands—especially cosmetic, pharmaceutical, and FMCG companies—are racing to launch effective and safe sanitizer products. However, gaining regulatory approval in India is no small task. It requires strict compliance with quality, safety, and efficacy norms laid down by bodies like the BIS (Bureau of Indian Standards) and CDSCO (Central Drugs Standard Control Organization). This is where a certified Sanitizer Testing Lab becomes invaluable.

In this blog, we explore how sanitizer testing lab help Indian brands achieve regulatory approvals by providing accurate, reliable, and compliant testing services.

Why Product Approval is Crucial in India

In India, manufacturing and selling sanitizer products—especially those with antimicrobial claims—requires mandatory approval. Depending on the type and claims, the product could fall under:

BIS standards (for general alcohol-based sanitizers)

CDSCO regulation (for products with therapeutic or medicinal claims)

Failure to get these approvals can lead to product recalls, legal penalties, or damage to brand reputation. A sanitizer testing lab plays a central role in streamlining this approval process.

Key Ways Sanitizer Testing Labs Help with Regulatory Approvals

✅ 1. Accurate Alcohol Content Testing

Indian standards require hand sanitizers to contain a minimum of 60% alcohol (either ethanol or isopropyl alcohol). Testing labs use GC (Gas Chromatography) or Alcoholmeters to verify alcohol levels with precision.

Regulatory relevance:

For BIS compliance (IS 1500:2020), accurate alcohol content is mandatory.

Under-delivery of alcohol results in disapproval.

✅ 2. Microbial Efficacy Testing

Sanitizers that claim to "kill 99.9% of germs" or offer antimicrobial protection need to be validated through antimicrobial efficacy tests. Sanitizer testing labs perform:

Time-kill assays

Surface sanitization tests

ASTM and EN standard-based microbial reduction tests

Regulatory relevance:

CDSCO mandates efficacy testing for products marketed as “drugs.”

Efficacy data supports product claims during the application process.

✅ 3. Toxicological and Dermatological Testing

Sanitizers, especially cosmetic variants, must be tested for:

Skin irritation

Dermal toxicity

Eye irritation (if contact risk exists)

pH balance

These tests confirm that the sanitizer is safe for frequent use and does not cause adverse reactions.

Regulatory relevance:

CDSCO and BIS require human safety validation.

Supports both cosmetic and medicinal product clearance.

✅ 4. Methanol and Impurity Detection

The presence of methanol, a toxic alcohol, is strictly prohibited in hand sanitizers. Labs conduct GC-MS analysis to detect and quantify any harmful substances like:

Methanol

Heavy metals

Harmful aldehydes

Regulatory relevance:

BIS and CDSCO reject sanitizers with even trace levels of methanol.

Prevents product recalls and ensures user safety.

✅ 5. Shelf Life and Stability Studies

Before a sanitizer can be approved for market sale, its shelf life must be validated. Testing labs conduct:

Accelerated aging tests

Real-time stability testing

Packaging compatibility assessments

Regulatory relevance:

Regulatory bodies require proof that the product maintains its efficacy and safety over time.

✅ 6. Label Validation and Documentation Support

An often-overlooked part of product approval is accurate labeling. Sanitizer testing labs help ensure that:

Ingredient lists match tested values

Claims are scientifically validated

Safety warnings and usage instructions comply with Indian norms

Regulatory relevance:

Incorrect labeling leads to rejection or consumer litigation.

CDSCO demands truthful and validated label content.

✅ 7. BIS and CDSCO Filing Assistance

Some top-tier testing labs also assist brands in:

Preparing dossiers for BIS and CDSCO

Filing necessary forms and applications

Coordinating with regulatory officials for faster approvals

This additional support dramatically reduces the time to market and simplifies the bureaucratic process for new brands or small-scale manufacturers.

BIS vs. CDSCO: Understanding the Approval Pathway

Regulatory Body

Applicability

Required Testing

Lab Role

BIS

General-use sanitizers

Alcohol %, methanol, pH, label compliance

Ensure product meets IS standards

CDSCO

Medicated or claim-based sanitizers

Efficacy, toxicity, GMP adherence, alcohol %, stability

Support drug approval through Form 44 or Form COS

Example:

A regular hand sanitizer with no therapeutic claim = BIS route.

A sanitizer claiming “Kills viruses and bacteria” = CDSCO approval needed.

Why Choosing a NABL-Accredited Sanitizer Testing Lab Matters

When seeking product approval, the credibility of your lab is just as important as your formulation. Choose a NABL-accredited (ISO/IEC 17025) lab for:

Legally accepted reports

Reliable and reproducible results

Faster processing at BIS or CDSCO due to trusted data

Such labs are spread across India in key cities like Delhi, Mumbai, Ahmedabad, Hyderabad, Bengaluru, and Chennai.

Benefits for Indian Brands

✅ Faster Time to Market

With expert testing and compliance support, you reduce delays caused by rejections or resubmissions.

✅ Enhanced Consumer Trust

Test reports offer third-party validation, which helps earn retailer and consumer trust.

✅ Export-Ready Compliance

Most global markets, including the Middle East and Europe, require documentation of microbial efficacy and alcohol testing—services easily handled by Indian sanitizer labs.

✅ Legal Protection

If questioned by authorities or consumers, lab-certified documentation protects your brand from false claims or legal liabilities.

How to Select the Right Sanitizer Testing Lab

Here’s a checklist for choosing the right lab:

✅ NABL-accredited for chemical and microbiological testing

✅ Experience with BIS and CDSCO filings

✅ Offers toxicology and dermatology testing

✅ Provides documentation assistance

✅ Fast turnaround time and responsive support

Final Thoughts

For Indian brands looking to enter the sanitizer market or expand their product lines, regulatory approval is the gateway to success. Whether you're targeting pharmacy shelves, retail stores, or online marketplaces, your product must meet stringent standards.

Partnering with a professional Sanitizer Testing Lab streamlines the entire process—from validating alcohol content to fulfilling BIS and CDSCO requirements. In a highly competitive market, the right testing partner doesn’t just ensure compliance—they enhance your credibility, consumer trust, and long-term growth.

[nardo-headcanons]

Writing Scientist Characters

this post is mainly an excuse to post a certain list of lab supplies I've made for a friend and infodump about lab work. but feel free to use this as a little resource when writing characters who are scientists and/or lab nerds. who knows, maybe it'll be of use.

General thoughts

Many people think it's a stereotype that scientist or nerd characters talk using complex technical jargon. While that is true to an extent, there actually is some kind of lab jargon. It varies across different labs and fields, but one thing they have in common is that it seeks to simplify, not the other way around.

gelelectrophoresis becomes elpho

microbiology becomes mibi

deioninized water becomes aqua dist

biochemistry becomes BC

sodium hydroxide becomes NaOH

They will probably not call a glass of water "silicon dioxide and h2o".

...and more. feel free to get creative. If you're writing in any other language than English, you can throw in one or two anglicisms as well. Also, most scientists will never gatekeep their work, and in an opposite fashion, will not shut up about it unless you make them. And no, most chemists do not know the entire periodic table by heart, only the most relevant elements. (main groups and a few commonly used metals of the subgroups) When it comes to characters doing the lab work, keep in mind that there are a lot more people involved than the scientist themself. Most scientists are more occupied with paperwork and data analysis, it is the laboratory technicians and assistants that do most of the practical work. They often have more lab experience than the scientists themselves.

Things you can have your lab nerd character do instead of making random chemicals explode

writing a lab report (and losing their mind over excel)

degreasing the glass bevel stoppers

removing the permanent marker from beakers (labeling is important)

complaining about the lack of funding of [their field] research

cleaning glassware

preparing specimen for examination

googling the most basic equations for their report

checking if the glassware and utensil collections are complete

steal single use plastic pipettes from their lab

pirating expensive textbooks

A list of laboratory supplies and utensils you can have them work with

Laboratory general (chem + bio)

Erlenmayer flasks, beakers, precision scales (3 digits), glass rods, metal spoons/spatulas, screw on glass flasks (autoclave compatible) test tubes, stopcock grease, dispensers with sanitizer and hand cream, gas burners, heating plates, eppendorf pipettes, pipette tips, Peleus pipetting aids, squirting bottles, liquid and powder funnels, incubator/drying chamber, round watch glasses, magnet stirring plates.

Microbiology Autoclave, petri dishes, agar plates, innoculation loops (reusable and metal), clean bench, microscope slides, microscope, drigalski-spatula, test tubes with clamping lids

Histology

Paraffin bath, water bath, scalpels, scissors, razor blades, microtomes (rotating microtome, slide microtome and freezing microtome), histocinette, tweezers (various kinds), ocular

Biochemistry

Sequencing robots, eppendorf tubes, gelelectrophoresis chambers, centrifuge

Analytical Chemistry

Photometer, kuvettes, burettes, mass spectro meters, UV bank (for chromatogrophies), pyknometers, melting point meter, porcelain mortars, pH paper, analytical scales (4 or more digits)

Prep Chemistry

Tripod/standing material, miniature lifting platforms, spiral condenser, colon condenser, round bottom flask (three necked and y- necked), filtration material, Separating funnel

Electrical engineering

Electric generators, Soldering iron, Clamp connectors, plugin connectors, ohm’s resistors, plug in lamps, condensers, transistors, PCBs, amperemeters, voltmeters, multimeters

Mechanics

Tripod/standing material, metal hooks, metal rods, mechanical stop watches, marbles, metal springs, Newton meters, laser motion detectors

Optics

Prisma (various kinds), various glass lenses (concave, convex, biconcave, biconvex), laser pointers, optical bench, mechanical iris diaphragm, looking glasses, monochrome lamps, lamp filters

Most used chemicals

Deionized water, ethanol, NaOH, HCl, H3PO4, NaCl (+ physiological NaCl solution 0.9)

Useful websites for writing science stuff

DNA sequence generator (simple): http://www.faculty.ucr.edu/~mmaduro/random.htm

DNA, RNA and protein sequence generator: https://molbiotools.com/randomsequencegenerator.php Annealing temperature calculator: https://tmcalculator.neb.com/#!/main

Medicine name generator: https://www.fantasynamegenerators.com/medicine-names.php Anything chemistry related: https://www.wolframalpha.com/input?i=chemistry

Commonly used software:

MS Excel

Yenka

CASSY Lab

LabView

SpectraLab

LIMS

LaTex

Slack

Scientist friends, feel free to add onto this.

Have fun writing!

[eaglyn]

Mr. Crazy and Mrs. Crazier | Dottore x reader smut

Warning: gore, human experimentation, dismantling of a human heart, psychopathic behavior Not proofread

You were just about the perfect being that he could imagine. In his eyes, you were smart, entertaining and downright gorgeous. Normally, Dottore wouldn't think such things about anything he didn't create himself, but you? You were different. You were perfect.

You were a very successful graduate of the Sumeru Akademiya's Amurta Darshan, some even say that you're the most promising student the Amurta Darshan's ever had. That was arguable. On the other hand, it was an unarguable truth that you were insane. You had about as much regard for human life as Dottore, or maybe even less. They tried to change you for some time, after all your knowledge and talent was definitely in the wrong hands considering your usual projects, which more often than not included human experimentation.

Obviously, they failed. When Dottore joined the Akademiya, he heard news of you, and he was intrigued. He searched for you day and night, week after week until you finally decided to see what his deal was, and once you saw his... creative potential, to speak lightly, you decided to teach him all sort of messed up tips and tricks, from the easiest way to disassemble a human body to reconstructing a human body with mechanical parts.

And that should give anyone the understanding of why and how Dottore was kicked from the Akademiya. When they learned of your cooperation with him, they were all but thrilled. In fact, they were mortified.

Dottore and yourself turned into a wicked pair, eventually ending up serving the Tsaritsa, but while he became a Fatui Harbinger, you just remained in the shadows, but eventually earning the rank number 2.5, as you and him practically came as a package deal. You continued working together for centuries.

Unlike you, he had to resort do different means of achieving a long lifespan, but you were always by his side to give him new ideas and help him out with whatever he needed. As such, you went from his mentor to his lab assistant who would sit atop a countertop in his laboratory and entertain him.

Fatui agents would often hear howling laughter coming up from the lab as you two were working on a new project, and could only imagine which part of cutting young humans up was it that entertained the two of you so much.

In reality, you could turn anything into entertainment.

"Why are you holding the scalpel like that? It looks like you're trying to use it as a chopstick." You raised your eyebrows at one of his most recent techniques.

"Criticize all you want, princess, but it's easier from me to cut at this angle. See?" He maneuvered around the current test subject's ribs, attempting to cut her heart out, having a prototype machine in hand.

"Or you could've just removed the ribs? Why are you so afraid to put the device down, it's not like we didn't sanitize everything a few minutes before starting this experiment." You rolled your eyes.

"But we always take the ribs out, and putting them back is such a pain."

"For you. I thought I gave you a detailed demonstration on how to reattach nerves properly. Also, how do you want to take out the heart with everything still in the way?" You crossed your legs, feeling that you've won the debate.

"By taking it apart, of course. The machine is also attached piece by piece, so the lack of open space won't be a hindrance." He grinned back at you.

"Excuses, excuses." With that, you went back to constructing some random trinket out of spare parts.

After a while, he finally managed to remove the heart, taking all the bits in his hand and raising them in the air victoriously.

"AHA! I've succeeded- oh shit..." He dropped one of them onto the floor. He placed the prototype heart down onto a sterile field, along with the scalpel before walking over to you. "Here, I shall give you my heart." With that, he dropped the dismantled pieces onto your lap, staining your pants with blood.

"Ew, you ruined my pants!" You grabbed a few pieces and launched them at his face as a payback.

"How dare you? I give you my heart and you just throw it away? Why so cruel, Y/n?" Both of you break out laughing like maniacs as you continue throwing bits of the test subject's heart at each other.

"Alright, alright, let's compose ourselves now." You said, gathering the bits before throwing them into a jar.

Dottore installs the prosthetic heart and sews the person back up, and after he was done with that, the two of you transported her to a cell.

"Now we just wait to see if the transplant was successful." You hummed in response, glancing down at your bloodstained pants again.

"Oh come on, those are just pants, Y/n." The blue haired man said with his arms crossed over his chest.

"But I liked these pants." You pouted. They were white shorts tailor made for you, and you knew that you'd never be able to get the blood out of the expensive material.

"Well I prefer you without pants, you don't see me complaining." He stepped closer to you, settling himself between your legs as you sat on the countertop. "And without a shirt too."

You grinned, leaning in to kiss him, and he eagerly kissed back, while his hands were already creeping up on your torso underneath your shirt.

"In that case, remove them, Doc." And he just did that. He grabbed the hem of your shirt and lifted it over your head, attaching his lips to your neck while you pulled your arms out of the shirt, tossing it onto the ground.

You moaned softly as he continued sucking hickeys onto your soft skin, working on removing the belt from around your waist. When that was done, he pulled your pants down, tossing them onto the floor before going for your neck again, meanwhile his hand pulled your panties aside and he started rubbing your clit with two fingers. You threw your head back, moaning when you started feeling a knot forming in your stomach, but then he pulled his hand away.

"Oh come on." You said, scrunching up your eyebrows.

"It's not fair if you get all the fun and I don't get any." He said before stripping himself of his clothes and going back to you. He unclipped your bra, pulling it off of your body and tossing it away before hooking his finger around your panties and ripping them off.

He took a breast in his hand while using the other to rub the tip of his cock over your clit, lubricating it in the process.

"Please just put it in." You whined.

"As you wish, princess." With that, he shoved his cock into your entrance. No matter how many times you've done this, the first few seconds always hurt. His cock was big by all definition, almost too big. The length couldn't even fit all the way in, while the girth was so thick that you felt like your walls were being thorn apart each time. He slowly pulled out before going back in, letting you adjust a little before he started thrusting at a steady pace.

You hummed in pleasure, feeling his veins graze against your walls, and it was like a little spark ignited inside your stomach every time his tip kissed your cervix. He continued thrusting steadily until he started to see signs of impatience on your face. Then he decided to speed up, kissing you hungrily before doing so.

He shoved his tongue into your mouth as he was thrusting inside you, squeezing your breast once in a while as well. You were a moaning mess, gripping his muscular back with your hands.

The way he felt inside you was intoxicating. You were addicted to him. Only he could make you unfold this way. The way he kissed you with such lust and hunger, and he knew all your most sensitive spots. He knew just how to reach that sweet spot that made you scream out loud in pleasure each time, and when he'd do that, he'd speed up and start thrusting into you at an inhuman speed right afterwards. You felt like your insides were being rearranged, while he just grunted into your ear, telling you how nice and tight you were, just for him.

After all, nobody has seen you like this. Not for a very long time, at least. And you were only the happier to know that you were the only one that he fucked like this, and the only one that he'd keep in his lap, cockwarming him as he did paperwork or some other task that would be way too boring other wise.

And just as always, now too he managed to time his release to yours, and he moaned out loud as your walls clenched around them while he shot his cum deep into you.

But he didn't stop after that, he never does. He waits until you get down from your high before thrusting into your overstimulated pussy for three more rounds, until there is cum dripping down from the edge of the countertop and both of you are completely exhausted.

Dottore then grabs you by your thighs, his cock still buried deep inside you, and he sits down on a sofa, where you both take a nap.

At times like this, it's not only the psychopathic hollering of two maniacs that the Fatui Agents hear, but also the way that he makes you completely lose your mind in pleasure.

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🩺Mortefi x F!Rover 🩺Lovesick

Mortefi and Rover parted ways for the day. He had made absolutely no headways on his research, and it pained him greatly to deliver the same repetitive news of no conclusive results to her time and time again. It was causing him quite a bit of anxiety as of late, which was strange for him, considering how he has dealt with far more annoying research projects before.

It is also something that he almost exclusively experiences around her. Most peculiar. Something Mortefi had yet to rule out was Rover’s unusual characteristics causing side effects in those around her. However, Baizhi and the others seemed perfectly fine, though there was the off chance that he was another one-off case, just like her. Then again, if nothing out of the ordinary was showing up on her tests, then it was more likely than not that Mortefi’s results would turn up normal for himself, should he decide to perform similar investigations.

He was feeling a bit warmer than usual. That was not completely unusual, given the characteristics of his Resonance Ability. Although, he was feeling a bit warmer even for someone like himself. It could be early onset of the flu, or some other pathogen-borne illness. The combination of a heightened heart rate, fever, and the occasional bodily weakness does seem to add up.

Outside of the occasional onset of symptoms, Mortefi felt completely fine otherwise. The symptoms weren’t even persistent. A flu that could topple him in even the most carefully sanitized conditions was not to be taken lightly, and it would be wise to rule out any possibility of illness before the problem escalated. Mortefi walked out of his lab and locked the door behind him, seeking out Baizhi, who happened to be engaging in idle chatter with passerby just outside.

"Baizhi," he said, "I apologize for interrupting, but when you have a moment, there is something that I would like to discuss with you."

"Oh? Making any headways?" Baizhi said, tilting her head with a hopeful smile.

"No, unfortunately. This matter is more of a problem on my end. I believe I may be falling ill, and I wish to rectify matters before my illness becomes too serious and spreads throughout the entirety of the Academy."

"Ill?” Baizhi said, briefly exchanging glances with You’tan. “At first glance, you do appear to be relatively normal. It could be possible that the lack of fresh air has been affecting you negatively, and your body is protesting your extended negligence."

"It cannot be that. I have been experiencing recurring fevers and increases in heart rate."

Baizhi sighed. "If you insist, then I’ll take you back for a checkup. I suppose you wouldn’t be using my time if you didn’t believe that you had a genuine reason to worry.”

Baizhi guided Mortefi back to her department, where she could properly conduct a thorough examination on his symptoms. Though she had been preoccupied with assisting in the preparation of medical aids for General Jiyan and his troops, Baizhi could spare a moment to assess Mortefi’s condition. Having one of their top researchers missing in action would be a huge setback. She sat him down and did the simplest of examinations, including checking his temperature and vitals.

"Odd. Everything is reading at relatively normal levels for you."

"Don’t tell me that my situation is going to end up exactly like that of my dear Rover," Mortefi said, shaking his head.

"Well, she doesn’t claim to be sick. The main difference here is that you’ve been experiencing symptoms of sickness," Baizhi noted. "Though, I have to ask, do you perhaps have an idea of what triggers these symptoms in you?"

"I haven’t the slightest idea, yet it often happens at the most inconvenient of times. For example, I would be performing routine assessments on Rover’s characteristics when I would get struck with anxious tremors out of nowhere."

Baizhi thought for a moment, then raised her eyebrow at Mortefi.

"Rover, you say?"

"Y-yes," Mortefi said with a nod, feeling his anxiety heighten.

"Hmmm... Mortefi, what are your thoughts on her? Just, as a whole?"

"About Rover? She’s just like any other Resonator, albeit with a few curious features. Why do you inquire?” Mortefi said quickly as his “fever” started to return.

Baizhi silently thought for a moment, rubbing the nose of You’tan as it nudged against her hand. Mortefi kept his hands politely rested on his knees, though he could feel his left hand becoming sweaty inside the glove. Baizhi squinted her eyes, closely eyeing him up from top to bottom. You’tan further nudged its head into Baizhi’s hamd, as if it had something to say on the matter.

“…See what I mean? Horribly inconvenient,” Mortefi said.

Baizhi had great doubts about one thing, but she was almost certain of another. To humor Mortefi, she placed her hand against his forehead to get a feel for just how warm he was becoming. It was normal for him to feel a bit warmer than the average human, but even for a Fusion Resonator, he was feeling quite hot. To put things plainly, Mortefi didn’t have a fever; he was flustered. Very flustered.

“That makes complete sense,” Baizhi said to herself, taking her hand off of his forehead.

“Well? Have you figured out what’s wrong?”

“Mortefi, let me ask you this. Do you always feel that way when working with Rover?”

“Well, I wouldn’t say always, but I have noticed that symptoms typically arise during our usual researching and examination.”

Both Baizhi and You’tan shook their head. “Mortefi, with all due respect, you’re utterly hopeless.”

“Hopeless? Whatever do you mean?”

“By chance, have you realized that what you’re experiencing almost exclusively involves Rover?” she asked, tilting her head with a sly smirk.

“Now that you mention it, I cannot name a single time where symptoms have arisen in idle conversation with another. It’s… also happened when the mere thought of Rover crosses my mind.”

Baizhi sighed shook her head. Even You’tan had become visibly pained by Mortefi’s nonsensical words and excuses, shaking its head along with her. The worst part was that Baizhi didn’t think that Mortefi was deliberately coming up with excuses. For a gifted researcher, he sure can be just a little stupid at times.

“You couldn’t even figure it out if I spelled it out for you,” Baizhi said, with You’tan looping through the air in agreement.

“…Are you saying that it’s all in my head?” Mortefi asked, in denial of how nervous he truly was.

“You’ve got a crush. A big one, if that.”

“…Oh.”