#Uncanny Valley right there

[faint-taste-of-almonds]

I like the idea of there being something a little sharper about Zaunites.

Jayce often turns around to find Viktor much closer than he had thought, even being able to hear the tapping of his cane. During late nights in the lab, his amber eyes burn violently in the blue glow of the hexgems. On the rare occasion he blinks, Jayce can swear they appear reflective, like a cat’s. Just tricks of the light and the mind.

Mel’s skin rises the first time Jayce brings Viktor to a Council meeting. They’ve met before, of course, but there’s something immovable in his grip when she shakes his hand, touching him for the first time. Viktor smiles ingenuinely, almost mockingly, at something Salo says, and his teeth are a tad sharp. Mel has grown up around war, around danger, but it had always come for her head on. In Piltover, it came in the form of ruining reputations or profits. She wonders how thoroughly Viktor could ruin someone before they even realized he was there. She dreams of wolves and foxes that night, and from a tree, the ember-bright eyes of a lynx watches, waiting for the other predators to tear each other apart.

Vi likes to climb. Caitlyn knows this, though she supposes she didn’t really think about it. It’s almost beautiful to watch, really — the agile switches, the power thrumming beneath Vi’s skin like she might burst from it. Vi maneuvers through the rooftops of Zaun as easily as breathing. Sometimes, Caitlyn’s own breath will catch when the jump looks too far, too much, then Vi’s hand will catch the ledge without fail and she can huff a laugh. She ignores how many distances Vi has crossed that shouldn’t be crossable. Like a cat, a Zaunite will always land on their feet.

Ekko seems to move quite strangely, Heimerdinger thinks. Though, he’s never truly paid close attention to human movements, the boy seems to traverse without the normal effect of gravity, as if he simply never dismounted his hoverboard. It was far too smooth, far too even — it took a considerable time for Heimerdinger to put his finger on it. As they discover the sickness of the tree, the pattern changes. Ekko glitches sometimes, staying in one place for too long before seemingly being sling-shot through space, appearing somewhere else without having gotten there. A mystery for later, he supposes.

Silco feels like a condensation of all Zaun’s noxious gases, perhaps with a vein of Shimmer added for realism. Marcus feels like his lungs are clouding just from being around him, getting the urge to cough out the pollution. Silco is the grimy cracks, the perpetually-wet streets, the sunken ribs and track marks of every body slumped on every street. His voice curls around Marcus like a snake, squeezing tighter and tighter until the fear and the threats are the only things left in his brain. Yet, Silco sits calmly, always far too still. Sometimes his scar appears to splinter in front of Marcus’s eyes. When he tucks his daughter in a night, he wonders about what kind of monster might slip, unheard, through the cracks of her window.

There’s always been Something in the air in Zaun. The water too. Really, can one be surprised at the consequences?

[ink-the-artist]

whats wrong with my dog bruh 😂😭

[panthermouthh]

I’ve seen this comment a few times on my art here and on insta and I’m genuinely curious— WHERE did people get the idea that the Creature “just had creepy eyes”?? That Victor only ran away because the Creature’s eyes freaked him out?

I’ve seen people say this repeatedly and it couldn’t be further from the truth like. He is explicitly described as an eight foot tall cobbled together corpse with skin that barely covers his veins, yes his eyes are creepy but that would probably be the last thing anyone would notice about the Creature tbh 😭

[bunnieswithknives]

What does Wolf’s true form look like?

Creature...

[paulorlac]

this is actually so scary. stop that

[discordiansamba]

"rin, wake up."

rin groaned, his eyes flickering open. it takes a second for them to focus, before he turns his head and sees his mom sitting next to him. she's smiling, but her smile is strained.

"...mom?"

his mom lets out a long exhale of breath, her shoulders slumping in relief. she pulls him close in a tight hug, but when he tries to return the gesture, his limbs just feel heavy and strange. his head is groggy, like he's still half-asleep.

...where is he? the last thing he remembers...

fire. lots of it.

his breath hitches sharply in his throat, but even that action feels strange to him. his fingers twitch, and he dimly becomes aware that he's sitting down somewhere, in a place that looks a lot like mom's lab- but it's different than he remembers it. he slowly turns his head to see yukio watching him, almost warily. his brow furrows at the sight of his twin. he looks... a little older, he thinks?

"it's okay," his mom rubs a soothing hand over his back, "-it's okay, rin. you're going to be okay now."

"...i feel weird," rin muttered.

"that's okay," yuri assures him, "-you'll adjust soon enough, i promise."

...adjust? adjust to what?

his mom lets him go, and rin slowly lifts a hand, staring at it almost in a daze. he flexes the fingers, his brow furrowed in confusion. it looks like his hand, but it doesn't feel quite right. it's not just his hand- his whole body feels that way. the heaviness is starting to fade, and his limbs are slowly starting to respond, but he can't shake the strange, alien way his entire body feels to him right now.

"...nii-san?"

rin turns towards yukio, and does his best to grin at him. yukio lets out a breath of relief of his own, before he hugs him, just like mom did. rin blinks and returns the gesture this time- but yukio winces a little so he automatically lets him go. mom tells him he needs to be careful- he's a lot stronger now than he used to be. rin's brow furrows in confusion. he doesn't understand. why would he be stronger?

"oh, your internal battery should be finished charging now."

...internal battery? rin stares at his mother in confusion as she presses a few buttons on the weird chair he's sitting on- and all of a sudden, the last of the heavy sensation leaves him. he frowns, gradually swinging his legs out of the chair- and just as abruptly becoming keenly aware of feedback from a limb he didn't have before.

...huh? why does he have a tail?

he looks between his mom and yukio- then slowly his gaze drifts. there's a long mirror in mom's new lab, but when he meets his eyes in it, his reflection doesn't feel right. like yukio, he looks a little older... but it's not just that. something's different, and it's not just the black tail that's flicking behind him like it has a mind of its own.

...but it's not until his mom helps him stand up, and he turns his head to see the tube behind him that he realizes just what it is about him that's different. it's hard to recognize it with all the damage, but he's keenly aware that the body that's hooked up to life support inside of it is his own.

...or it was.

oh. he's not human anymore, is he?

[strawberryeyescream]

oddly specific thing maybe but hyper-realistic puppets appeal to my uncanny valley and make me very uncomfortable. the only example I really have is that dog thing from never ending story I believe? Whatever it is it makes me feel unsafe to look at it and I don’t know why haha

[nonuggetshere]

A plant/dragon hybrid who tries very hard to blend in with their bug civilians (and fails miserably at it)

(the second pic is just to show how far their markings reach)

Transcript of what's written on the doodles:

Antennae

VERY non-expressive

Looong neck

Horns are actually branches, need to be trimmed

Can be styled into different horn styles

Eyes same colour as White Lady's but with slit pupils

Slutty, SLUTTY eyelashes

Tail stylised like a deer's, one continuous line from the back

I'm so sorry for this angle

Mouth not visible (unless it's open)

[squib-2006]

Cartoony/anime graphics >>>>>>>>> hyper realistic graphics

[mercilessflowchart]

If I keep this up I'm gonna have more phone drawings than anything else in my art tag fmhskdhskgd

[koszmarnybudyn]

Today i realized i cannot draw hatsune miku and considering my identity as somewhat of a weeb escpecially in middle school this is extremely sad 😔

[97-liners]

booseoksoon could do perfume but dojaejung could never do fighting (doyoung is too self conscious to be anything but couth on stage and jaehyun is too innately off-putting to energize an audience of humans. jungwoo would fit right in, though.)

[banditoswift]

most likely nothing but, i was reading the last few chapters and noticed that while tanaka was having the conversation with whatever impurity he and asako were talking to, tanaka’s eyes just started to look off behind his glasses (in an almost analog horror way to me) just for the duration of the conversation.

For reference this was before ^^^

And these were during ^^^

And then this was afterwards ^^^

I was thinking maybe it was just a reflection of whatever was in the room but

The actual contents of the room don’t match up, if anything, the highlights in his eyes would be reversed due to the lighting in that room

I’m not sure if anyone else has noticed this or talked about this in any way or what it could mean. It DEFINITELY could also just be something I’m not seeing properly within the art style or anything along those lines. Could also most likely be the shadows on his glasses. Or maybe my brain is just hyper active to seeing analog horror and uncanny things that aren’t actually there. But let me know what you think!

[bannock-freak]

got big-time jumpscared by a 'the twilight saga 6 the new chapter 2025' trailer but no its just AI

[monostardust]

So y'all telling me this Xeno hybrid isn't alone anymore?

So we get this abomination. A xeno with xeno features but has human flesh and in the new movie we get this one?

Why? Why? Why Ridley? It's gonna be in my nightmares. The first one still unsettles me every time I see it and now you gave me another one. It's gonna eat me in dreams like I did to it's mother. The first time I saw it it was so curious because it was a baby. Then it turned into that and it scared the living daylight outta me. If I see that in my nightmares I'm so gonna fucking die in my sleep.

[performing-personhood]

I think Liminal Horror is so frightening because it's the Uncanny Valley phenomenon in its ultimate form: it's the creeping dread of facing something familiar that by all describable attributes has nothing wrong with it, and yet somehow something is very wrong with it.