There is no such thing as a "prophetic" role in the official Catholic scheme of things.
There are Supreme Pontiffs. There are defined dogmas. There are canonized saints. There are seven Sacraments. There is a body of theology from Doctors and Approved Authors about certain dread possibilities where the Roman Pontiff (or the semblance of one) is concerned.
There are no prophets.
Except for the prophets in the Old Testament and for the King and the Queen of Prophets.
Let's all put aside our various colorful quirks and kinks and shticks and admit to this simple Catholic fact.
Then, if we want to let loose for what we think good reason with our own personal theologies and apocalypses, let's do that. But let's be honest about it and make the distinction.
For example.
I find it useful to term St Bridget of Sweden ("This pope was a murderer of souls!") a prophet and, say, St Robert Bellarmine (the stupid laity are better off being misled by clerics than being left to their own devices) a Baroque fussbudget because there is something that I think needs to be said as mordantly and memorably as possible against a growing clericalism among Traditionalists whereby, for example, Catholic parents who write letters to their Modernist Yet Valid Local Ordinaries protesting the Satanistic debauching of their children are piously chided by fellow Traditionalists for lacking respect for the Cloth and the Crook.