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I mean, Bloodborne doesn't really do tentacles much, at least as far as I've gotten (Just beat Amygdala the other day, working my way through the city of stupid fucking respawning mobs) and I'd argue it's story at minimum verges into cosmic horror.
I was gonna mention Bloodborne if no one else did. It does cosmic horror really well in my opinion, in that it keeps the unknown vague and indistinct. The "Eldritch Truth" is mentioned a lot throughout the game, but it's never clear what that truth is - no details on it are given, beyond that to comprehend it either sends you mad and/or permits some form of ascension. It also avoids a clear moral judgement of the Great Ones - Lovecraft's alien gods were cruel, capricious, and evil, but Bloodborne's Great Ones can't be judged so simply. Everything in Bloodborne relating to the Eldritch Truth is incredibly hard to categorise or firmly define, which helps sell the idea that there is something beyond our understanding; a truth that cannot be explained in our simplistic language.
It does the visual aesthetic well too - lots of creepy alien body horror!
My favorite modern example of eldritch horror, that I've personally read, is the There Is No Antimemetics Division series of short stories on the SCP wiki. (here). It really gets to the core of what I think is the meat of this genre: the unknowable. The things mankind cannot or was not meant to know. Basically, it boils down to ideas, knowledge, information. That which is outside our frame of reference, or cannot be known, will always be something to fear, since we can't do anything against it but pray. You don't need tentacles, or writhing masses of flesh, just the unknowable.
A good example of this in the real world is the set of real numbers: there are more real numbers between 1 and 2 than there are possible arrangements of atoms in the universe, or even finitely long descriptions, or definitions. Since every number that can be uniquely defined or described is paired with that definition or description, there are only finitely many numbers that can be uniquely defined. The infinitely vast majority of the real numbers between 1 and 2 will never be defined or written down, and indeed cannot be uniquely defined. And yet, it's trivially easy to describe them collectively, as a group. In fact, I did just that. They are but tiny fractions of the unknowable that lurks between the everyday, overlooked by everyone, because to peer closer is mathematically impossible. The set of real numbers was thought up by humans, and yet, within it we find numbers we cannot think. Where else do such unthinkable, unknowable ideas live within the knowable?
It probably sounds really retarded when I just say it like that, but I really do like it when writers use this abstractly eldritch horror, where the the thing that goes bump in the night isn't a tentacled monstrosity you can hit with a boat, or a writhing mass of flesh(that resembles mammalian flesh, might I add), but something more abstract, and less physical. Like an idea, or a number, or a memory. Those things are defined by our awareness of them, which is why having an idea that can't be remembered, or a number that can't be written down, is all the more unnatural, and therefore horrifying.
Trust me, I've seen some weird-ass coincidences in my life. At least if Lovecraft was right there would be an explanation for them.
I think you'd like SCP-1193. To quote the author: We are somehow wrong about the nature of everything that surrounds us. The world of conventional objects which the being with the arm describes is not subject to the conventional and comprehensible laws we believe it to be. Its dream-logic about ovens and cakes and casts and invulnerability is the way the world works, not a deluded fantasy by a buried giant. The Foundation's attempts to rigorously study it are futile, because reason itself is a bizarre delusion. This is the most horrible answer, and what I'm trying to get at.
These two posts demonstrate a couple of facets of this genre that really fascinate me: That humanity's perception and understanding of reality is inherently flawed, and that beings may exist that are so far outside our conception of reality that we can only perceive them as concepts (as in the concept of those beings and those beings themselves are one and the same). The genre does rely on the fear of the unknown, and implying that everything you know is wrong is a good way to emphasise that.
Also the phrase "reason itself is a bizarre delusion" is just really good. Really succinct and punchy. I'd like your post twice for that, if I could.