My Toothless was very much a livewire , not really into cuddles .
Took several months months of patience and perseverance and my making a predictable routine every morning of getting him out of his rearing tub , placing him a 30L holding tub while I pulled out his bedding (paper towels) and catching any remaining crickets he'd missed the previous day and overnight (I could not get him or Peppa to eat their crickets in feeding tub, so gave in and fed the in their rearing tubs) and then handfedded Toothless hi first few crickets each day in a bonding exercise , then replacing him in now fresh tub and giving him his crickets to chase and catch.
Suddenly when Toothless was nearly 8 months old he changed and started being calm when picked and even enjoying long snuggles and petting by me under his chin and throat.
I had cracked it
!!! but he was still a livewire and would only sit still for maybe 5 minutes before wanting to go exploring.
About 9 months old cue uberhorny teenage boy beardie.... a couple of interesting months and he finally calmed down.
Then got very sick with cellulitis and I was compelled by the GP to take an ambulance ride to hospital where I was kept in the Short Stay Emergency Ward and then transferred to the Infecious deseases ward where I caught pheumonia A (from staff I think) and I was quaranteened. 4 weeks , most of this enforced bed rest on IV antibiotics (for cellulitis) and Tamiflu for the virus.
Toothless went on a hunger strike , refusing to eat anything for my wife - pining for his absent daddy.
I eventually could stand hospital and nurses and doctors and the horrible food no more -= I hated it there , so against medical advice , I discharged myself and returned home in an ambulance (I was still suffering from pheumonia A , but the cellulitis was on the mend and I no longer needed intravenous antibiotics several times a day).
oh boy ! was Toothless glad to see me, as soon I staggered in the door with a big paramedic on each arm , he was scratching frantically at the side of his rearing tub wanting to come out to me and to be picked up and brought to me (was very heart warming to have such a lovely response) , and my 2 bts and Peppa and Rex were also wanting me and showing they were pleased to see me too.
Toothless refused to get off me or let me out of his sight for over an hour (not that I minded) , and oh my was he hungry .... he nearly took my fingers off when I showed him a nice big cricket.... hunger strike was over - daddy was home
....
Fast forward to today, he is now 1.5 months old and we both enjoyed a lovely long (90min) snuggle this afternoon after he had his meal of crickets + a few superworms + greens. Longest daddy snuggle with him ever .... it was wonderful .... and we both enjoyed it , he was glowing , brightest happy colours ever..
so ... my advice .... don't give up .... your little beardie will come around , it just takes longer with some than others .
The chances are a bit of patience, perseverance and showing kindness will pay huge dividends for you too and you will likely eventually have a lovely affectionate beardie too. He may always be a livewire and highly strung, Toothless still is, but he now loves being with us (especially his daddy).